Kurt put the phone back in place and looked at Chandler, who was doing sit-ups and push-ups in the living room. Blaine. That was the only thing he thought about.

-"Chandler, honey, it was work, I'm going out, but I'll be back soon enough!" He heard a mumble of anger and the reply "Ok" being angrily said. He went to his room and dressed slowly. I should give him time to prepare. After dressing as slowly as he possibly could, Kurt derived to Blaine's house. From the driveway Kurt saw Blaine in his bedroom from the open window. Is he just sitting next to the window, staring to the distance? Kurt felt something in his stomach. He didn't like it and liked it at the same time. No matter what- I need to do this. I'm ready. He walked to the door and knocked.

He heard someone running down the stairs and soon enough, Blaine was there.

-"Kurt! Hey! How are you?" Blaine tried to hug Kurt, but he didn't return the hug.

-"Listen, Blaine, I came here to talk, were not gonna fool around. I have a boyfriend."

-"Yes, you made that very clear. Sit on the coach, we can talk there." Kurt went in and sat on the coach in the living room while Blaine went to get something from his room.

He looked around- photo's everywhere. Wait a second. He picked up one of the photos. Is that? Yes, it is. That's us in the beach last summer. He put the photo down and noticed that the TV was on, with ending credits of… Wait a second… is that… Moulin rouge? Kurt stared at the screen when Blaine walked in, holding a scarf in his hand. When he saw Kurt was looking at the TV he turned it off.

-"Blaine? Care to explain?" Blaine just looked at the ground. A moment later, he put the scarf down and sat next to Kurt.

-"It's just the brake up. I was so depressed." Blaine looked like he cheated again on their relationship that didn't exist.

-"It's just, I mean, you are my perfect boyfriend, I mean, were." Kurt blushed to the compliment.

-"What do you mean, Blaine?" Blaine smiled with that mouth of his.

-"Well, you always told me how much you loved me, you complimented me, you didn't want me to change! And being a great kisser doesn't hurt that." Kurt blushed and somewhere, he felt weird. Like all these feelings bubbling up again.

-"Blaine, listen. This has to be said. We will not hook up anytime soon. But I'd love to watch Moulin rouge again, as friends." Blaine smiled a little and turned on the TV. When their song came up, Blaine stood up.

-"What is it?" Kurt was worried about his ex.

-"Do you want to dance? I mean, as friends, but I love dancing to this song." How could Kurt say no to that? They danced to the beautiful song and soon enough Kurt found himself singing along with Blaine. The song was over- they were just standing there. Just standing and looking into each other eyes. Before Kurt knew what hit him- they were kissing. He knew he started it but he didn't know why. I am cheating, he thought. I should stop. But he didn't. He wouldn't. The kiss went on and on, Blaine tasting Kurt's mouth for the first time after the break up and Kurt sinking into a sea of happiness and wrong and feeling like a king and a trader at the same time.

After a while, Kurt noticed they were on the coach, Blaine lying down, Kurt on top of him. How did I get to that position? He wondered. Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear softly.

-"My parents are out- want to show me what that older guy thought you?" Kurt couldn't control him mouth as he replied with a soft "yes". Blaine wasn't that strong, so there was no "carry me to bed" sort of thing, but they sure were in bed, and Blaine was defiantly shirtless. The kissing got more intense and Blaine almost ripped Kurt's shirt off trying to get it off.

No, thought Kurt. This is wrong. I need to stop. And he did.

-"No Blaine, I can't. I have a boyfriend. This is cheating and I won't let it happen."

-"But you like me?"

-"Blaine, I love you. But you proved me that I can't trust you! On the other side, my boyfriend is wonderful and he loves me and I'm not doing this. Not tonight."

-"Then when can we do this, Kurt? Because I can't get over you! We feel the same way!''

-"Yes, we do. But maybe I have a future with Chandler and I'm not gonna let you ruin it! You won't ruin it with you abs and tan and hair and eyes and sex appeal."

-"But Kurt… you started it. I never meant to kiss you, but you kissed me, I thought we felt the same!"

-"We do. But this already failed and with Chandler nothing has gone wrong!"

-"So let me get this straight- I invite you over to talk about the fact that I'm not over you, you kiss me,you practically tore my shirt off and then you want to be with your boyfriend?"

-"You got to understand…"

-"Understand what? You wouldn't listen to me and I won't listen to you. Now- get out!"

-"Blaine…"

-"No! Leave! Now!" Kurt left the house and drove back home. Chandler was waiting, still in his boxers, watching MTV.

-"Baby, your back- thank god, I thought you won't be back! Listen, I'm not in the mood for sex, but it is late, so… want to fool around a bit, watch a movie, maybe talk a little and I could crash here?"

-"Sure thing, honey." When should I tell him? Kurt asked himself. Not now, I'll tell him tomorrow. He decided. No, that's not fair. I'll tell him now, it's only fair.

-"Listen, Chandler, I need to come clean on something."

-"What is it, babe?"

-"I didn't go to work. I went over to Blaine, we watched Moulin rouge and we fooled around and I'm sorry and I shouldn't have done that and I'm not a cheater-"

-"But you are, Kurt! And you proved that very clearly!" Interrupted Chandler, angry.

-"I'm gonna leave now, Kurt, were over." And he left. How can I get out of this mess?!

To be continued