AN: Hey everyone! Thanks for sticking through the story! These four chapters have been pre-written and I wanted to get them all up now. I can't promise a certain date for chapter 5 to be uploaded, but I promise it will be before August 4th. It's called Dinner and if you want a teaser soon, follow my blog on tumblr (link on my profile) and you'll get the first few paragraphs in advance! So I hope you enjoy this next chapter, I particularly love this one.

Chapter Four: Mall

Kurt's Perspective

That boy was progressively driving me wild, as well as confusing me too. Before that confrontation with Karofsky, Blaine was blushing ridiculously and almost looked like he was going to ask me on a date. The whole scene where he tried to block me from Dave's view was an understandable, but odd gesture. Considering I haven't even known Blaine for more than 24 hours yet, it seemed as though our friendship was blossoming rather quickly. I couldn't find a reason to explain why it didn't really startle or bug me at all.
But once Blaine had mentioned going to the mall together, I simply couldn't resist. The mall just so happened to be my sanctuary, after all. Also, that meant I could easily drag him around to be my personal fashion mannequin. But I hope I didn't over do anything when I practically gushed how hot Blaine had been during his performance of "It's Not Unusual." I decided it was best to keep driving to the Lima mall and pretend like I never said anything at all.
Once I arrived and parked in an available spot in my Navigator, I shot off a quick text to Carole.

"Going to the mall with a new friend. Finn knows him. Can he join us for dinner tonight? -Kurt"

Within a minute, my future step-mom replied.

"Of course! Dinner at 5 - Carole""Alright, thanks! We won't be late! - Kurt"

I smiled and shoved my phone in my pocket, waiting for Blaine to park next me. It didn't take that long, just another minute or two before he did. I hopped out of my car and leaned against the driver's door as he walked up to me.
"Ready?" he asked politely.
I smirked and nodded as he gave me a questioning glance. "I told you this morning I'm a fashionista, I just hope you're ready." I chucked with a mischievous look upon my face.
Blaine smiled and shook his head. "Ready as I'll ever be." he replied lightly, with a shrug.
My eyes brightened at his calm reply and I quickly locked my car as we started walking towards the entrance doors.
I sighed happily the second we stepped in. Most people were still in school, therefore just adults and a few other private school students were wandering around the shops. I turned to Blaine and gave him a sweet smile. "Anywhere you want to start? Because I'm going to obviously put you in a million outfits." I told him simply.
He laughed and nodded in return. "Somewhere simple? Like American Eagle?" he offered sheepishly.
Although their clothing line wasn't exactly my style, it seemed like a place Blaine would be comfortable with. I gave him a wide smile and walked with him to the store. But of course, it was one of the furthest stores away from where we were, so the small talk began.
"I can't thank you enough for all that you've done for me." Blaine began, "It's like the weight of the world is off my shoulders. Thank you so much."
I waved my hand dismissively. "Oh please, I barely did a thing. I showed you a new school, that's all." I responded with a small smile.
But Blaine shook his head. "You gave me a chance to get away from everything, and fill it in with a new atmosphere, a new roommate, and a new amazing friend." he spoke in admiration.
"Well, when you put it that way, I sound like a miracle worker." I joked in return.
"Basically." he laughed. "Alright, now that my hundredth thank you is out of the way, I want to know more about Kurt. Favorite color?"
I rolled my eyes and replied with, "Blue. And yourself?"
He thought for a moment then said, "Probably red. Play any instruments, other than your flawless vocal chords?"
"A bit of piano, but nothing phenomenal. You play a lot of guitar, don't you?" I said with a smirk.
"Yep, wait... how did you know?" he replied with an astonished look on his face.
"When I dragged you down the hallways when we met, your fingertips were really rough." I added with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Huh, nice observation." he complimented, clearly impressed.
"Alright, my turn. Favorite movie?"
Blaine sighed. "You are so going to laugh."
I extended my pinkie towards him with a pout on my face. "Pinkie promise I won't?"
He giggled and wrapped his pinkie around mine in agreement and dropped it. "I don't have one. Just basically every Disney movie, ever." he said quickly, followed by a deep sigh.
"Well Blaine, you and are going to be best friends forever." I commented instantly.
Blaine raised an eyebrow. "Wait... what does that have to do with anything...?"
"Because same here. The Little Mermaid and I have been going strong for a good ten years." I added shyly.
Blaine's jaw dropped. "No way."
I blushed and nodded. "Yes way, and we're here."
He furrowed his brows and looked in front of him before laughing. "I totally forgot we were at the mall. You're just so easy to talk to."
I rolled my eyes and rested my hand on the small of his back, pushing him through the open doors. His face flushed red for a split second until he relaxed and allowed me to drag him through the aisles of clothes.
The second we were in the men's clothing section, I was rushing through the racks of shirts, pulling out ones I found at least half decent and tossing them into Blaine's arms. His eyes widened in shock. We had been in the store for three minutes and there were already over five shirts in his arms.
"I wasn't kidding. I just need to find out what color you look stunning in. Black is one of them." I added, letting the compliment linger until he realized I was talking about his current get-up and he blushed. Mission accomplished.
My subconscious did the shopping while I pondered over my new subtle flirting with this new friend of mine. It was rather out of character for me to do it quite so upfront. But it was silently mutual, so I found it to be puzzling easy and fun. I mean sure, I've flirted at Dalton a lot, considering it's an all guys' school. Not to mention there are quite a few gay and bisexual guys who boarded there for the same reasons Blaine and I did.
Eventually, I was pulled out of my train of thoughts when I recognized Blaine was nudging my shoulder. I turned and gasped instantly. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I was in my zone again." I whined apologetically as I grabbed a stack of shirts out of Blaine's arms.
"You want me to try all of these on?" he asked incredulously.
"Yep. We do have three hours to kill..." I teased.
"Well after these 50 shirts get a trial, you choose the store and I get to do the same to you." Blaine said sternly.
I giggled and raised my hands in defeat. "Okay, okay!"
Blaine gave me a bright smile and winked as he rushed off with half the shirts I pulled out for him. One by one, he came out of the dressing room doing exaggerated catwalks. I couldn't stop laughing at his goofy self while I tried to critic each shirt with a serious face. Eventually it ended up me laughing while shouting, "Yes!" or "Nope."
Finally, I found the color that made Blaine absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. I couldn't even laugh or smirk at his silly catwalk. He looked at me curiously and said, "You alright? Is it hideous or something?"
I simply shook my head no with my mouth still open from shock. It's official, olive green tight V-necks are the sexiest things ever, if they're worn by my new friend only. Blaine smiled and twirled around. "Pretty hot, I know right?" he teased and winked as he raced back to his dressing room.
In the end, out of the approximately 50 shirts I made Blaine try on, only 12 were deemed acceptable. Then, thanks to the only good thing math taught me other than addition and subtraction, we used the process of elimination, we decided only five were to be bought. Blaine happily hopped over to the checkout station before stopping in front of the sunglasses. A wide smile spread across his face as he snatched a pink pair of off-brand Ray Bans. I shook my head and followed him to the register. He paid for the clothes and the glasses with a sweet smile on his face. As we left American Eagle, it quickly switched to a devious smirk.
"Well, now I'm scared." I whimpered.
"I want to have some fun." Blaine began, "So, what store?"
There was no way I was going to let him raid my favorite stores, so I chose something I usually only go for accessories. "The Buckle." I sighed.
"Oh, this is going to be grand." Blaine spoke mischievously, causing me to shake my head. What was he going to make me wear?
Horrendous outfits, that's what. Oh, and he knew it too. I was given logo shirts and plaid shorts, vibrant belts that didn't go with anything he made me try on. Then the shoes. Don't even get me started on the shoes.
I whined as he made me pose for him, constantly giving him a pouty face, trying to get me out of this torture. "I thought we were friends, Blaine." I grumbled as I walked out of the stall wearing another hideous outfit.
He rolled his eyes playfully and smiled. "Oh, Kurt. You're pouty face is adorable, but if this friendship is going to work, I need to have fun too."
"Oh two can play at that game." I teased in return.
But Blaine just smiled and handed me another miss-matched outfit. "Save it, Kurt. This is perfect."
I groaned and closed my stall door to change again. He's lucky he's extremely attractive and sweet, otherwise I would be plotting murder. I sighed and pulled on the next outfit, flinching at my reflection. Dear lord, why was he this evil?
I stepped out and Blaine gave me a soft smile. "Beautiful, beautiful." he said jokingly as he clapped. But then he pulled out something different. "I know I've tortured you for a good hour now, and you might think this is torture too... but I just thought you might actually like this..." Blaine muttered awkwardly while handing me a simple ocean blue scarf. He nudged the floor with his feet and refused to meet my eyes, which I was glad because I was at a loss for words.
I ran back into the stall and pulled the scarf on, looping it around my neck and I admired it in the mirror. The material was light and soft, and the color was extravagant. I stepped out of the changing room and Blaine looked up at the movement. His eyes sparkled with happiness and I couldn't help but blush.
"When you actually try, you have amazing taste." I told him sweetly.
He chuckled and brushed off the compliment by creating his own. "It looks amazing on you. Only you could make it look that stunning."
I smiled and played with the material around my neck fondly. "Thank you." was all I managed to say without tackling him or going on a rant about how much that meant to me.
He returned the smile and responded with a simple, "You're welcome."
I unwrapped the scarf from my neck and folded it in my hands. "I'm gonna go buy this. I'll be right back." I told him kindly and then walked over to the register.
"Found everything alright?" the check-out girl asked sweetly.
I chuckled. "Oh yes, this'll do."
She blushed and scanned the tag. "Are you and him together?" she asked sheepishly. "I'm sorry, I was just curious."
I laughed and shook my head. "No, we only just met yesterday actually."
"That'll be $14.08." she said in a professional tone, before switching back to her soft casual way of speaking. "Oh, sorry. You guys are so close already, it looks like. I shouldn't jump to conclusions like that, I'm really-"
I cut her off, "Hey, it's fine. We're both gay, and who knows, maybe him and I will be a couple. But as of now, I want to be the friend he needs, and if that includes trying on awful miss-matched outfits, so be it." I concluded with a heart-felt smile.
She giggled and scribbled something in the receipt. "My name's Autumn, text or call me whenever if you'd like. I'd love to get to know you more." she offered with a bright, positive smile.
I gave her a smile in return, grabbing my bag containing my new scarf and nodded to her. "Will do." I called to her as I walked back over to Blaine.
"What was that all about?" Blaine questioned curiously.
"That girl gave me her number; she's really sweet." I replied quickly, leaving out any vital details. Blaine just chuckled in reply, heading towards the doors we came from. "Ready for dinner?" I asked him cheerfully, changing the subject.
"Definitely, I'm famished. Who knew shopping could be so calorie consuming?" he pouted as he over-dramatized the predicament.
I rolled my eyes and unlocked my Navigator. "Well, just follow me to my place. Carole is glad to have someone new come over." I informed him.
"Will do, and sounds awesome. See you in a bit." he concluded as he tossed his bags onto the passenger's seat and hoped into his car. Then he smirked as he pulled on his new pink sunglasses.
I rolled my eyes and got into my car as well, putting my scarf on the seat next to me gently. "You are such a dork, Blaine." I spoke to myself while grinning. Dinner was going be interesting indeed.