Sorry for the long delay! I sprained my right hand (I am left handed, so 'lesser evil' kind of deal) and haven't been able to type properly. A friend came over and finished doing all the typing for me… or well most of it. Smut almost not included because of that.

I go back to London on Friday and can only promise to update semi-regularly since I need to find an apartment, roommate, move and things will be hectic for the next week or so. I am going to be crashing with a friend in the meantime, but don't want to overstay or seem like I am on the comp all the time. I will likely spend most of my time out (maybe I will bring my laptop with me, we'll see).

Crazy days ahead!

Thanks to all the reviewers who expressed concerned about me, you guys rock! And I am sorry I haven't been able to reply personally to you.

Also… please know that I am so, so sorry…

Chapter 19

Too Good To Be True

"Hey Harry, do you think you could give some invitations to Wes and David, maybe Nick too?" asked Kurt while they walked towards their room, holding hands. Blaine was next to Kurt, comforted enough after their conversation to be around the couple without feeling left out. He was feeling slightly clingy in fact and was slowly trying to work things out.

Kurt carried on, still a little high from recent events. "All the Warblers asked, but I'm only close to Wes and David… I don't know why you didn't invite them, I mean, we do hang out with them a lot and you invited Jeff."

Harry's face turned awkward. "Look, I have no problem inviting Wes and David…"

"But?" asked Blaine.

"But the girls and their girlfriends don't get along" explained Harry.

Blaine and Kurt blinked in surprise. "They don't?"

"No" confirmed Harry and his face turned slightly more serious. "Some of the girls had made it clear they don't like Luna and Hermione, they can't bully them of course, but their attitudes speak volumes. I'm sorry, but as much as I like Wes and David, I'm not going to invite people that don't get along with my friends… if they want to come without them, they are more than welcome, but I doubt they will want to spend Valentine's away from them."

As far as Harry was concerned, that was the end of that subject. Kurt and Blaine respected his decision and let it go. Blaine guiltily tried to find a tactful way of informing his friends why they weren't given invitations during lunch. Kurt quoted Harry without shame and shrugged at David's confusion.

"I guess I can see it" said Wes after a moment, they all turned to him. "Steph and Liz used to be a lot more popular before Potter became friends with Granger and Lovegood."

"I fail to see what Harry, Luna and Hermione have to do with anything" said Kurt a little defensive of his new friends.

"He did like outrageous things for their birthdays" explained David. "I think for the blond girl, he actually flew her and all her close friends, plus their ragtag group, to Hawaii for a weekend."

"Needless to say, in the past year a lot of people have been trying to get close enough to get those privileges" added Jeff.

"Didn't you go to Hawaii last year?" asked Blaine curiously.

"Where do you think I learnt to be scared of Luna?" asked Jeff with a raised eyebrow. "She's a great girl, but I swear she's an agent of evil. Which shouldn't be surprising, considering evil would be Harry in this scenario and the idea isn't farfetched at all."

"I got an invitation!" Nick said dropping on the chair next to Kurt and throwing his arms around him. "Harry told me you told him to invite me."

"And I'll tell him to disinvite you if you carry on wrinkling my clothes!" snapped Kurt. Nick let go of him immediately.

"Also, I'd be careful, you don't want Harry to get the wrong impression" said Jeff with a sly grin. "He's the jealous type. I can't imagine the horrors he would unleash in his fury" Nick paled and put as much distance from Kurt as he could, his eyes looking around the room worryingly. "Don't worry, he isn't here" Jeff said sipping his drink.

"Just us and his numerous spies" said Kurt with a smirk of his own.

"I feel pertinent to inform you that I should be included in that group" said Jeff while they all laughed at Nick's scared face.

IIIII

Kurt couldn't stop smiling. Dinner had been a lovely affair. They had gone to a small sushi restaurant that Kurt had never been to. It was a casual place, nicely decorated and with very good food. There were no heart shaped decorations or anything that would allude to the date, which made Kurt even happier. They shared a big tray full of all kinds of sushi.

They laughed a lot at Harry's attempts of using chop sticks, and they fed each other in the 'oh-my-God-this-is-sooo-good-you-have-to-try-it' kind of way, which was the only acceptable way in his mind. Kurt gushed internally when Harry discretely waited to see which pieces he liked the most and left them untouched for him, claiming he liked the ones he hated the most. It had been a perfect date as always, with Harry giving him these looks that showed so much emotion that Kurt literally melted on the inside.

His boyfriend was amazing thought Kurt as Harry walked them to the car, one arm around his shoulders and both walking slowly to savor the moment. He was so, so thankful for having finally found somebody that made him happy.

"So, this pretty awesome party of yours" said Kurt pretending to fix the collar of Harry's shirt with both hands. "Is it awesome enough that we need to drop by?"

Harry seemed to seriously consider his offer, before saying with a slight apologetic voice. "It's awesome enough that if I let you convince us to go back to our dorm so you can take advantage of me, you will be mad at me for the rest of the week…"

IIIIII

Pretty awesome party turned out to be an understatement decided Kurt when Harry parked in a spot that had his freaking name on it. They had to pass two big guys, one with a scanner at the beginning of the road. They had taken one look at Harry, who waved at them and opened the gate.

"Where are we?" asked Kurt, eyes trying to take everything in.

Harry chuckled. "That over there..." he started pointing at a weird tall house. "Is Ron's house and from around there to all the way there, where that little thing is, belongs to them."

"That's a lot of land" Kurt said squinting to see the end.

"And that" said Harry pointing at a different direction. "Is where Luna's house is, then her piece of land goes until the house complexes we saw on our way here. "Now that" he pointed at a massive tent "Is where the party is taking place..."

"In a tent?" asked Kurt with a raised eyebrow. "This is starting to become less worthy of my outfit."

"You'll see" Harry said with a smirk. He grabbed Kurt by the waist and started to walk to the tent. A massive guy, wearing nothing but black opened the entrance with a polite grin.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Hummel"

"That guy knew my name" said Kurt with a frown. The loud noise of music suddenly made him take in the inside of the tent. "Holy... those are acrobats" his mouth fell open.

The inside didn't look like a tent at all. There was a transparent like floor with fairy lights under that illuminated the whole place, the ceiling and walls were full of those too. There were fancy tables on the side with transparent chairs, expensive looking decorations, acrobats hanging from the ceiling, a live band playing and even a dance floor. The waiters and waitresses were dressed all in silver and their hair had been dyed white.

There was some sort of circus/winter wonderland theme going on. Kurt wasn't sure what the motive was, only that it was awesome and outrageous and possibly the best party in Ohio ever and it had nothing to do with Valentine's Day.

Harry started walking, people smiling at him and waving. Kurt had never felt more popular or envied. He could see it in the girls' eyes, how they smiled brightly when they saw Harry and promptly realized Kurt was there. He was blind to the few guys and girls that checked him out, but Harry wasn't, a quick glare their way was enough to dissuade them from lingering for long. They went straight around the dance floor, Kurt still in a sort of dazed state. Yet another bouncer nodded to them when they entered whatever it was they were entering.

"Harry!" called Luna skipping towards them. "Hummingbird" she said curtsying. Kurt kissed her cheeks and thought nothing of it.

The noise level inside the room was considerably less. There were some couches and a chocolate fountain that Ron and Hermione seemed to be hogging.

"Ok, I'm seriously underdressed" said Kurt. "How could you not tell me your party was this fabulous?"

"Is not that great..." he started to say to justify himself.

"Kurt!" Blaine waved from one of the sofas, a guy he had never seen next to him with a drink in hand.

"I'll go say hi" Kurt said and after giving a quick kiss to Harry went to Blaine.

"I think he smells like Nargles in the sun" whispered Luna.

"Who?" Harry asked giving her his full attention. It was rare for her to strongly dislike somebody.

"The Raven hanging with Mockingbird..."

"Have you..." started Harry

"I expressed my concerns as required by protocol" she said dutifully. "I can't believe I left my rosemary behind" she sighed.

"That's all we can do for now. I'll go..."

The curtains that served to grant privacy to their VIP room opened.

"So if you could all please give a great applause to our dear Harry here..." started George from the stage.

"After all, without him none of us would be here today" said Fred with a smirk.

Everybody in attendance gave a heartfelt applause. Harry smiled and bowed in response. He knew how to charm a crowd if he needed to. He learnt from an excellent teacher.

"So we would like you to all stare at him without blinking until he comes on stage and gives us a wonderful speech while we are still relatively sober..."

Harry rolled his eyes and with a quick smile to Kurt, who seemed deeply amused, he moved to the stage confidently.

"Alright, alright. I'm here" he said grabbing the microphone and grinning at the applause. "I've got nothing to say except to welcome you to this little get together. Think of us as the snobs too good to celebrate a traditional Valentine" he made a show of looking around the room. "I realize now that Luna, our wonderful decorator might have exceeded the budget…" he smirked in a dashing manner.

"Now I'd like to donate my toast to a very special couple, they will be celebrating their first anniversary soon and I can't say how happy I am for them" he raised his champagne glass in the direction of Ron and Hermione, who grinned and rolled their eyes at him dramatically. "Guys, may you never be single again because you really, really suck at picking up people."

There was a laugh and Kurt gave Harry a look of exasperated fondness.

"But honestly guys, you deserve each other and I am proud to be have been able to see you grow as a couple, to many more years of Hermione's nagging and Ron's angry storm outs… Cheers!" he toasted.

"Cheers!"

"Please enjoy the music, the drinks and drive safe!" before the twins could keep him for longer, he signaled to Tyler and the band started playing. He threw him the microphone and hopped off stage, moving towards Kurt with a determinate pace.

"That was a lousy speech" said his boyfriend with a grin, a glass of champagne in his hand.

Harry grinned and extended a hand. "Dance with me."

Kurt smiled coyly and pretended to consider the offer before putting the glass in the table and grabbing the hand. "If I must, I must."

Harry twirled him making Kurt laugh. They danced to the slow song lost to their surroundings, Harry song-whispered the lyrics against his ear. Kurt couldn't help but smile against his chest.

"So, have I redeemed Valentine's for you?" asked Harry lightly kissing his temple. Kurt chuckled. It was little gestures like these that made Kurt feel like he was the luckiest guy in the world. Harry wasn't ashamed to kiss him, or grab his hand, or show to the world they were dating.

"Possibly" reluctantly admitted Kurt.

"Now that you have seen it, is this party lame enough to want to ditch it and go back to our room?" asked Harry hopefully.

"Down boy" Kurt said with a smirk. His boyfriend laughed and dropped the subject without need of further prompting, choosing to nuzzle his neck affectionately and quickly adapting their dancing to the faster song.

This new physical aspect of their relationship was amazing for Kurt's ego and an incredible power rush. Harry never pushed things, he flirted and alluded towards them, but he did it in an offhand, jokingly manner that didn't make Kurt feel pressured. He never showed disappointment when Kurt rolled his eyes and subtlety changed the subject.

However it was clear that he was more than willing to drop everything for some, as Puckerman would crudely put it, 'action'. Harry made Kurt feel wanted, but more importantly, in control. In the back of his mind, Kurt had seriously started to consider how ready he felt for sex. He didn't think he could find somebody more perfect to have his first time with.

They danced a few more songs, before going back to the others. They passed Ron and Hermione in the dance floor. Luna intercepted them before they could get out completely.

"Can I borrow our Lord for a dance?" she asked Kurt in a friendly manner.

"All yours" Kurt offered with a shrug.

"Hey!" pouted Harry.

"Don't be such a baby" said Kurt, continuing towards his destination. Harry pulled him back and kissed him.

"Ok, I'm good now" Harry said with a smirk, turning to Luna and offering his arm.

Kurt made his way back slightly dazzled. Blaine smiled at him and Jeremiah nodded in his direction. The two of them hadn't moved all that much, but they seemed to be getting to know each other. He was unsure whether to join them in their quasi date or find something else to do; Angelina and Katie pulled him to the side to get his opinion on their outfits, taking the decision away from him.

Harry returned soon after and as always, gravitated towards Kurt inevitably. Kurt flushed at the look he had in his eyes, but the lights thankfully worked in his favor to cover it.

"Stop looking at me like that" hissed Kurt. Harry's arms were around his waist and he was humming in agreement, without really paying attention. "Harry! Stop picturing me naked" he ordered.

"I have no idea what you're talking about" said Harry kissing his neck. "But for the record, you look amazing naked... really good, we should be naked all the time from now on."

Kurt couldn't help but laugh, despite how red his cheeks were by now. Harry managed to make him feel sexy, which was a ridiculous thought since Kurt was anything but sexy.

"Harry" Kurt said in a more serious tone. "Behave..."

His boyfriend pouted, but relented and stepped away from his personal space. "Wanna go interrogate Blaine's date?"

"I knew there was a reason I kept you around" Kurt said smirking.

"And here I thought it was because of my money and boyishly good looks" replied Harry holding his hand as they moved towards the couple.

"Don't forget the accent, that's a big part of it..." teased Kurt.

Sensing their approach, Blaine smiled at them and Jeremiah nodded politely. "This is Harry, Kurt's boyfriend."

"Nice party" said Jeremiah as they shook hands. "Do you do this often?"

"Not as often as people would like" said Harry amicably, an arm loosely around Kurt's waist.

They continued to chat and make small talk. He didn't find anything remarkable about Jeremiah. He was good looking enough he guessed, but he seemed uncomfortable around him and Kurt. Harry hoped it had more to do with the fact he was nervous about meeting Blaine's friends than of being around an openly gay couple. He knew Jeremiah was in the process of coming out and it could be a little intimidating.

"Harry!" called Ron and gestured at something.

"Excuse me for a second" Harry said and slipped away.

"How long have you two been dating?" asked Jeremiah, seemingly more comfortable without Harry there.

"Almost four months" said Kurt and paused. "I can't believe it's only been four months."

"I can't believe it either" admitted Blaine.

"Just four months?" asked Jeremiah. "I would have thought longer, you both seem so comfortable with each other."

"I don't know" said Kurt shrugging. "Harry just makes me feel very comfortable, always has… besides I…"

"You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you. You'd be like heaven to touch, I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived and I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you…"

Blaine smiled excitedly, practically vibrating in the spot as Kurt slowly turned around. He was a sucker for big public gestures and Harry's smooth, yet rough around the edges voice was perfect for the song.

"Pardon the way that I stare. There's nothing else to compare, the sight of you leaves me weak, there are no words left to speak. But if you feel like I feel, please let me know that it's real. You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you"

Harry sang while walking towards Kurt. His boyfriend's eyes shinned with several emotions and stared at Harry lovingly. Harry pointed at him and proudly sang.

"I love you baby, and if it's quite alright, I need you baby, to warm the lonely night. I love you baby, trust in me when I say... Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray, oh pretty baby, now that I've found you stay and let me love you baby, let me love you"

He pulled Kurt towards him and they swayed together elegantly. Kurt easily followed Harry's lead as he kept singing the song until the end. He gained some cat calls and applause from the audience; however his focus was only on Kurt, who kissed him in front of everybody, unable to express how much he had loved the gesture.

"Finally" whispered Kurt. "I've been waiting for you to serenade me properly for ages now…"

"Apologies for the delay" replied Harry cheekily and they kissed again.

"Awww" Blaine said. "Aren't they cute together?"

"Yeah" said Jeremiah awkwardly and finished his drink. "I'm going to go get another one, do you want something?"

Blaine nodded absently, sighing at the sight of his crush/best friend and his gay mentor/eye candy making out with each other. He smiled at Jeremiah when he returned with drinks; at least he had a date. He wasn't sure if the heat in his stomach was jealousy or alcohol. Just to be sure, he drank more.

IIIII

"Sir" said one of the security guards to Harry in a whisper. "We have a situation…"

"Kurt, I'll be right back, ok?" said Harry smiling and his boyfriend nodded, very into the conversation he was having with Luna about his fabulous new jacket.

Harry arrived at the parking lot and immediately saw what the security was concerned about. They had been told to keep an eye on Blaine and his date, given very specific instructions, accompanied with a threatening look, to report to him or anybody in the group if the slightest thing was out of place. It was kind of standard protocol by now and it extended beyond Blaine, it covered all the girls and boys from his close friends and Kurt obviously.

He was pretty sure the security was paranoiac enough that they wouldn't allow Kurt to leave with somebody else unless he approved. Harry didn't want to seem as the controlling type, and he would never dare to tell Kurt what he could and couldn't do with his life. However, just knowing his people would keep an eye out for him made him feel better. He sighed, he needed to sit with Kurt and have a conversation about why these measurements were necessary before he found out and killed him.

His attention radically changed, focusing on more pressing matters.

It was clear as day that Blaine was very, very drunk. Jeremiah however seemed fairly lucid, which made Harry frown and concentrate on keeping himself calm. The older boy had Blaine against his car and was kissing his neck, while his hands roamed all over him.

"Blaine" he called in a firm voice, startling them both.

"Harry!" grinned Blaine with slurred speech. "Jeremiah's gonna show me his movie collection…"

"I see" Harry said coldly staring at the older boy, who shifted awkwardly. "Blaine come with me" ordered Harry, sometimes, when your friend was drunk out of his mind and about to commit a mistake this huge, it was ok to be the controlling type. Blaine frowned. "You haven't sung anything yet."

Blaine gasped. "But I want to!"

"I know" Harry said extending his arm. "Let's go now."

"But Blaine, I have to go now and I drove you" said Jeremiah, his eyes never leaving Harry.

"I…" Blaine stared from one to the other confused.

"Not a problem, I'll drive you back Blaine. I know you wanted to sing Silly Love Songs, and hey, you and Kurt can sign along with the radio on the way back and talk about your dates" Harry said and Blaine grinned.

"Awesome!" said Blaine and struggled for a second to get free from Jeremiah who reluctantly let him go. "Bye Jerry!" said Blaine while Harry grabbed him to make sure he didn't fall flat on his face.

"Yes, bye Jerry" said Harry mockingly, carefully dragging Blaine back into the tent.

Kurt and Luna were still talking excitedly, by the blush on their cheeks Harry guessed they were a little buzzed. The moment they saw him practically carrying Blaine inside they rushed towards him. Harry snapped his fingers and a waiter was there instantly.

"Water" he ordered and the waiter nodded, rushing outside the private room.

"What happened to him?" asked Kurt worriedly as Harry sat Blaine on the couch.

"One too many drinks" resumed Harry and exchanged a look with Kurt. "Jeremiah was driving him to see his 'movie collection'" he said sarcastically.

"Oh Blaine" Kurt said sitting down next to him. Blaine fell, until his head was resting on Kurt's lap.

"It's my turn to sing yet?" mumbled Blaine, his eyes closed sleepily.

"Almost" Kurt said rubbing his back and trying to keep his head focused.

"Here" Harry offered Kurt a glass of water. "It will reduce your chances of getting a hangover, Blaine's too out of it to drink it anyways."

"Ok" Kurt said and drank the water.

"I think we should go back" decided Harry.

"It might be for the best" agreed Kurt. "He's asleep" pointed out Kurt.

"Not a problem" said Harry and carried Blaine bridal style. "How are you?"

"I'm ok. Not as drunk as I seem to be" replied Kurt collecting all their belongings. He bit his lips. "Can we go some other way? I don't want everybody to know how drunk Blaine got, it'll be all over the school tomorrow."

"Ok" said Harry and put Blaine back on the couch. "There's another entrance behind the table, I'll ask them to move it and bring the car around, stay here."

It was a fairly quick process and in less than 10 minutes, they were on their way to Dalton.

IIII

Kurt fell asleep as soon as they entered. Having only enough coordination left to change and get into bed. Harry sighed in resignation and made quick work of Blaine's pants and shirt, leaving him with his undershirt and boxers.

"How are you feeling Blaine?" asked Harry when the boy seemed to regain consciousness.

"I don't feel very well" he said in a slurred speech.

Previous experience had Harry immediately move him to the bathroom, just in time for the smaller boy to start puking everything in his system. He sighed again and held his hair back. Of all the days he chose not to use ridiculous amounts of gel, he chose today. Harry sighed one last time, throwing his shoes to the other side of the room and quickly changing. He had a feeling he would spend most of the night awake.

"Here" he offered. "Rinse your mouth" he ordered while flushing the toilet.

"I'm gonna die" moaned Blaine following his instructions.

"You'll be fine" said Harry. "I'll stay with you until you feel better."

Blaine blinked a few times and stared at him. "You're awesome" he decided.

Harry laughed quietly. "Thanks…"

This was so not how his first Valentine's night with Kurt was supposed to go, but at least he prevented Blaine for making a huge mistake. He dutifully pushed the feelings of anger and jealousy to the back of his mind. He would deal with them, but not now. He clenched and unclenched his fist. It had taken a lot of self-control not to physically hurt Jeremiah.

One thing was for sure, he wasn't about to allow Jeremiah to get away with things. He liked to think the older boy wouldn't have taken things too far, but he didn't know. The idea that Blaine had been so vulnerable to a stranger upset him. Blaine was one of his close friends now, he was Kurt's best friend and Harry had sort of taken him under his wing. All those things made Blaine an important part in his life and Harry didn't take it well when somebody threatened the safety of those he… cared about.

IIIII

When Blaine passed out he carried him to bed, keeping the trashcan close by just in case. Kurt opened his eyes and stared at Blaine.

"I… I wasn't there for him" he whispered sadly.

"You can't blame yourself for this and you can't be everywhere all the time" whispered Harry. "Blaine is fine, go back to sleep ok luv?"

"Ok" whispered Kurt back, but his eyes stayed on his best friend for a long time. His mind felt strange with the alcohol still in his veins, but he knew something wasn't right with the way he felt, he knew he shouldn't feel heartbroken at the idea of Blaine finding a boyfriend, he knew he loved Harry and he knew he was conflicted. It was a bad type of conflict that needed to be discussed.

He opened his mouth to tell Harry, to ask him to remind him in the morning, anything to release the oppressing guilt, however Blaine made a noise of distress and Harry soothed him immediately in reflex. Kurt closed his mouth. What if he said anything and Blaine lost that? He would lose a vital foundation in his new support system when he was barely learning to trust they were there for him. It wasn't fair to him. It wasn't his fault Kurt was feeling… whatever he was feeling. He couldn't do something like that to Blaine when he knew very well what it was like to be alone.

He closed his eyes, falling asleep without intending to.

IIIII

"Oh God" moaned Blaine pitifully and buried himself in Harry's chest, pulling the covers over his head.

Kurt was already outside, getting breakfast. His head was saved thanks to all the fluids and aspirin shoved at him before the pain could really settle.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" asked Harry quietly and offered him some water. Blaine grabbed it half-heartedly and before it reached his mouth he froze.

"He wasn't going to show me his movie collection was he?" he asked in a whisper. Before the implications could sink in, Harry already had him wrapped in a hug. "I can't believe I was so stupid!" Blaine said melting into the embrace.

"Hey now, speaking from experience, liquor is more than just liquid courage, it's also a complementary ticket to stupidville" Harry said while Blaine sighed, resting his head on his shoulder. "And he's a complete arse Blaine, anybody you date should be absolutely proud and kissing the ground you walk on not hiding it."

Blaine laughed. "I can see how you are good for Kurt's ego."

"I mean it Blaine, you deserve a lot better than him and from now on, I will play the overprotective friend role and screen all your suitors" declared Harry.

"You can't do that!" Blaine said playfully hitting his chest. "I will never have a date ever again!"

Harry hummed. "Maybe not in Ohio, but wait until you get out of here… I'll have to get a shotgun and greet them at the door. I'll always have your back Blaine, and if you ever want to go drinking again, then just let me know and I'll be your designated driver and body guard."

Blaine smiled. "Thank you Harry, for sort of saving me last night… you are an awesome gay mentor."

It was Harry's turn to laugh. "Never imagined I would find myself in this role and glad you think I am awesome both sober and drunk. Now drink your water, some ibuprofen and go back to sleep. The best hang over cure is a lot of sleep; I need to go have a shower."

"My head hurts, but it's surprisingly not that bad" commented Blaine, while following the instructions and stretching all over the bed. Harry was already grabbing his stuff for a shower and Blaine enjoyed having the bed all to himself for once. "Not like the time in Christmas."

"That's because you puked almost everything out of your system last night" joked Harry.

Blaine groaned in embarrassment. "Do I need to pay somebody's dry cleaning bill or send your car to get…"

"No, I am a pro at managing drunken friends" Harry interrupted his babbling before it could start. "Don't worry too much about it, just go to sleep."

Once in the shower, Harry closed his eyes in bliss. He was feeling tired, having spent most of the night keeping an eye on Blaine and Kurt. His boyfriend had paced himself thankfully. He heard the door opening and closing, making him turn surprised.

"Hey" said Kurt with a slight blush. The glass of the shower prevented him from seeing anything past his boyfriend's shoulders. He couldn't help but be thankful; since he was pretty sure it would have made him more self-conscious.

"Hey yourself" Harry said raising an eyebrow.

"I need a shower" said Kurt.

"You showered in the morning" pointed out Harry.

Kurt made an exasperated noise. "This is really difficult for me, can you not…"

"Ok" Harry said smiling. "Do you want me to look away?"

"Yes" mumbled Kurt, while starting to slowly undress. Harry made a disappointed noise.

"Pity" he mumbled and Kurt glared at the back of his head. He was pretty sure Harry was smirking. He took a deep breath before entering the shower. Harry didn't move. Kurt hesitantly touched his back. "Please stop testing my self-control anymore, it needs to build itself up again" begged Harry.

Kurt could feel how tense Harry was and he smiled in victory, suddenly feeling a lot more confident. The water continued to pour down on them lightly.

"You made yesterday so special for me Harry" he whispered while hugging him from behind, arms coming around to his chest and his forehead resting on his boyfriend's back. To Kurt, it was surreal that Harry could react so dozily to his touch. The moment their skins made contact, the taller boy relaxed completely, all tension gone from his body.

"Not just yesterday, but the whole week. The presents, the dates, the singing, the attention… everything Harry, you just… you made me feel special, more than special, and not only this week for that matter, but since we met. I feel like I am appreciated and cherished, respected, loved, you are there for me and that's the best thing you have given me" Kurt nuzzled against his back. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me and I am sorry Valentine's night was not perfect, so I wanted to make it up to you…"

He kissed Harry's back a few times, while one of his hands started to caress his chest. Harry captured Kurt's hand and slowly turned around. Kurt was hypnotized by Harry's eyes. Slowly Harry kissed him, his arms surrounding Kurt.

"You have nothing to make up to me" whispered Harry kissing his nose. "You don't keep tabs in a relationship; you are just there for each other. All the things I do Kurt, I do them because seeing you happy makes me happy."

"Come here" whispered Kurt cupping his face and pulling him down for another kiss. "You're so amazing Harry. I'm not blind, so I won't say you are perfect. Because you are stubborn, you think you are always right and on your absolute worst day, your ego would still classify you as an arrogant asshole, you get really, really grumpy if somebody wakes you up before 11 on Sundays and a lot of other things, but I am also smart enough to know without a shadow of a doubt that you are perfect for me."

Harry smiled brightly. Like he had never heard anything better and his hands lightly caressed Kurt's skin, making his ability to focus on the now pretty impossible.

"I love you Kurt" said Harry. "I am a better person when I am with you. I know you think I am great, but honestly, you didn't know me before and I am glad for that. People wonder how the hell I can change my bad habits so easily, but they don't understand that this is what I needed and wanted. Somebody that could inspire me to be better… you're the most compassionate and honorable guy I know and I am so proud to call you my boyfriend and I just love everything about you. I love you so much Kurt…"

Kurt kissed him then, because if they kept talking like this he was sure to have some sort of emotional breakdown, and that was not part of his plan when he got naked and decided to jump his boyfriend in the shower.

He took his time to explore Harry's body, both with his mouth and hands. He paused when he felt Harry tense once more and smirked against the skin he was kissing.

"You can touch me too" he offered him. "Anywhere you want" he added in what he hoped was a seductive voice.

Then his own explorations were forgotten, because Harry was kissing every inch of his skin, touching and quite frankly, reducing Kurt into a boneless creature. His nipples were trapped by his mouth, there was a hand on his ass, another one stroking his member lightly, his neck was being nibbled and… that couldn't be possible because he was pretty sure the mouth was meant to be somewhere else.

If he didn't know better, he would have bet there was somebody else in the shower, but he knew Harry was possessive and would have ripped apart anybody trying to touch Kurt with his bare hands. Then Harry did something that destroyed Kurt's capacity to reason by dropping to his knees.

"I… I was supposed to..." he tried desperately to say something coherent. "Valentine's and…" Harry's mouth was too close there for him to have any hope at succeeding.

"Kurt, you letting me touch you like this is the best Valentine's present you could have given me" muttered Harry and then there was tongue involved somehow and Kurt finally gave up trying to keep track of what Harry was doing and decided to just enjoy it.

His eyes were firmly on Harry, taking in everything and moaning as low as he could. Harry smirked for a second and opened his mouth, letting Kurt in slowly, but never stopping.

"Oh God" moaned Kurt, because there was not a designer in the world that could express the magnitude of what he was feeling. "Harry, please, Harry…" he begged not knowing what he wanted but happy to do anything to get it.

Rationally he knew this was the point where Harry should not be able to take him in any more. However, his boyfriend made a humming noise and then Kurt was all the way in. He yelped and if it wasn't for the hands holding him in place he would have bucked wildly. He needed to hold on to something, because this was too much, it was too intense, too indescribable and it was making Kurt dizzy.

"Too much" he managed to get out in a broken plea. Instantly Harry stopped, giving him time to collect himself. Kurt filled his lungs with air, panting desperately.

He moved his hands to Harry's hair, which help to ground him back to earth. Once he didn't feel like he was falling anymore, he tugged a little, giving the green light. Harry complied, starting to suck and move his head in a maddening rhythm. Kurt's heart had started to calm down, but before he could recover enough to get his head around what's happening; he felt the change in Harry's attitude once more.

Kurt was smart enough to know that while things will only progress as far as he lets them, and that things will end if he so much as hints to being uncomfortable, his control over the situation ends there. His boyfriend is the one with the experience, the knowledge and Kurt's dick in his mouth. He has all that he needs to have Kurt do anything. He is thankful Harry can be trusted with that power… and the only thing he seems to want is for Kurt to have a literally, mind blowing orgasm.

And as Kurt was starting to realize, Harry always got what he wanted.

"Oh God, Harry, please… I can't… I'm gonna…" he closed his eyes and for a few seconds his mind completely blanked, unable to process how good his body felt. His legs gave up and he's crumbling like a house of cards.

Thankfully, Harry was there to catch him.

Kurt had enough capacity to think left to give his boyfriend a hand job, because dammit, he earned it.

"We need to stop doing things in the bathroom" mumbled Kurt slumped against Harry.

"I agree" said Harry in between yawns.

"I am happy how our Valentine's turned out" Kurt said stretching. "New Directions has been filled with all kinds of drama, including but not limited to half of the school getting mono, including Finn and Quinn, Tina having an emotional breakdown, Puck getting stood up on a date for being insensible, Rachel deciding to focus on her career and other stuff I can't be bothered to remember."

Harry chuckled. "I am just glad we spent it together…"

IIIII

"I have the fencing tournament next week" commented Harry to Blaine and Kurt next morning. "We are going to Virginia; I'll be gone for almost a week."

They had woken up relatively early, as Kurt had plans of taking Harry to Lima to see his friends and have dinner with his family. Blaine had slept most of the day yesterday, so he had been happy to accompany them to breakfast.

They both knew Harry had extra fencing practice lately, but it hadn't reached the football craziness so they hadn't said anything about it. Harry may or may not have forgotten to mention that morning runs had been changed for fencing, and that every free period had become mandatory one on one with Moody or himself, he may or may not have also got Ron and the twins to cover for him… and maybe, possibly Jeff was spying to let him know exactly when Kurt and Blaine finished rehearsing… and he may or may not have convinced Oliver to let him and Tom out early from football, but you know, it wasn't intentional per say, he was just that forgetful.

Also, he may or may not have threatened everybody aware of his real schedule if they blabbed to Kurt and Blaine or any of the Warblers with psychological harm and other terrible stuff.

"That sucks" said Blaine. "It would have been great to be able to go cheer for you."

Kurt sighed disappointed at the idea of spending time apart from Harry.

"But after the tournament, the fencing club gets a month of vacation so to speak" said Harry cheerfully. "So, I'll have more free time… don't tell Wes."

Blaine and Kurt smiled, Wes had stopped trying to get Harry to join, but they were pretty sure if he found out about the free time he would give a few last desperate attempts. Kurt was particularly not keen on him finding out; because he was sure Wes would use him as a bargain chip of some sort.

"At least you'll be able to take me out more often" decided Kurt, making Harry roll his eyes.

"Whatever you want dear" he said mockingly.

"As long as we are clear about that" smirked Kurt.

"You've got me on my knees" sang Harry mockingly. Kurt chocked on his coffee. "What?" he asked innocently. "It's kind of our song isn't it?" Harry sipped his tea, his eyes betraying him. He had done it on purpose.

"That's the song you used to name your stupid guitar" said Kurt flushing red and avoiding eye contact with Blaine. "That is so not our song."

"Hey, that guitar got me a boyfriend, so don't go dissing on her" Harry said making Blaine laugh. "And the song got me a pretty amazing kiss, so don't underestimate it."

Kurt glared at him half-heartedly.

IIIII

Harry banged his head against the wall repeatedly. He was close to tears at this point. Kurt, stupid Kurt had decided Harry needed to get over his hate of Lady Gaga. He suspected it was just a way to get back at him for the 'you've got me on my knees' joke. They had been in his room, listening to that banshee go on and on for a while now. When the lyrics of Poker face started once again, Kurt entered the bathroom to fix his hair.

It was time. Harry grabbed a chair and placed it in such a way that Kurt wouldn't be able to open the door. He grabbed Kurt's iPod and replaced it with his own. Choosing his heavy metal play list, he moved one of the stereos to the front of the door and hit play.

"Oh hell no!" screamed Kurt trying to get out "Potter!" he screamed while banging the door.

This was his cue to escape. He went downstairs into the kitchen, where Burt was finishing a sandwich.

"Harry?" asked Burt confused at seeing him without Kurt around. "Where's Kurt?"

"Potter!" the shrilling scream that came from upstairs couldn't belong to anybody but Kurt. It was quickly followed by some pounding. It was all drowned by the start of the next track.

"I might have locked Kurt in the bathroom with heavy metal music as background" said Harry completely guilt free. "But in my defense, he had me listening to Lady Gaga for the past half hour; I am taking a stand in the name of good music… and a bit of revenge for my ears, but mostly a stand. If you could let me leave him there for like, at least, ten minutes, I would really appreciate it."

"Right" said Burt trying not to laugh. "I can't take your side over my kid's, sorry."

"Fine" mumbled Harry and paused. "Why are you eating before dinner? Is that bacon I smell?"

Burt shifted guiltily, while Harry did his best not to look like a manipulative ass. "Tell you what, in 10 minutes, I'll send you to pick up the food and I'll let Kurt out" he offered.

"My lips are sealed" nodded Harry.

They discussed Dalton and Harry's afterschool activities for a little while, both ignoring the heavy music coming from the room. Harry had kept an eye on his phone, ignoring Kurt's increasingly angry messages. As promised, Burt sent Harry to pick the food and after cleaning the evidence of his out of schedule snack, he let a furious Kurt out of the bathroom.

"Where is he?" he asked after looking for his boyfriend all over the house.

"I sent him to get the food" shrugged Burt while watching a game.

"He is so stubborn sometimes!" muttered Kurt sitting down next to his dad and crossing his arms.

Burt resisted the urge to smile, anytime his son said something about his boyfriend it tended to be positive and praising. It was nice to see Kurt annoyed at him for once.

"Kurt, anybody dating you has to be stubborn, otherwise you would walk all over them" Burt said wisely. Kurt turned pensive after that comment. "I know I haven't said it Kurt, but I think Harry is good for you."

Kurt blinked at him surprised. "Really?"

"Really" said Burt. "He makes you happy and he obviously is head over heels for you. He's respectful to me and Carole without sucking up, which I really appreciate. He makes an effort to connect with Finn and I know he's been coming to Lima more often so you can spend time with us. He doesn't pretend we are inside a convent and keeps space from you, but he doesn't overdue it. And he always looks me in the eyes, it shows his intentions are honest and I know it might not mean much, and I might be catching up late to the program, but I approve of him."

Kurt hugged his dad as tight as he could. "You're wrong, it means a lot that you like my boyfriend. I couldn't date somebody that didn't get along with my family… I can't believe how much you have thought about it."

"You're my son Kurt; this is your first boyfriend. It's new for both of us and I've been obsessing about it because I was sure this wasn't going to be an issue for a long time, but he's here now and I guess I'll have to get used to him."

Kurt's smile lighted the whole room.

When Harry arrived with the food, he entered the house warily, almost expecting Kurt to ambush him from behind. Finn and Carole had already arrived and the table was set up. Kurt hugged him in the kitchen, taking the food from his hands and making no comments. Harry decided not to question his good luck and simply enjoy the feeling of Kurt in his arms.

IIIII

"Crap" cursed Harry rummaging through his bag. "I'll be right back, I left my charger... make sure not to leave me!"

"Oh, captain, my captain" said Tom sarcastically. Harry laughed and ran towards his room. He gave a sheepish smile to Wes when he almost ran him over and slowed down.

"Running in the hallways is..." started Wes.

"Sorry, sorry, the bus is leaving and I forgot something" explained Harry. Wes rolled his eyes. "Shouldn't you be in rehearsal?"

"We booked the auditorium, but the only slot they had was an hour after our usual time so we moved it" said Wes while entering his room.

Harry nodded and waved.

He cursed, looking for his keys, but knowing full well he had left them in his bag. He hoped against hope that the door was unlocked. Knowing that the twins had implanted a healthy dose of paranoia in Kurt and Blaine, it was unlikely. He was ready to go and ask Wes for his master key, when he heard a sound that made his heart race.

A feeling of dread took over and he found himself detached from his body.

Slowly he opened the door. He had been expecting it for weeks. In his head Kurt had already broken up with him millions of times. There wasn't a day that he didn't look at Kurt and Blaine interacting with each other and wondered how long he had left.

Somehow, despite having come to terms with the inevitable, it hurt. It hurt like nothing he had ever felt before. He had imagined, the many, many excruciating ways in which Blaine and Kurt got together.

Somehow reality still managed to surprise him.

Kurt was on top of Blaine, their eyes closed, hands under each other's shirts and grinding their hips together desperately. They barely gave themselves time to breathe before kissing again. Blaine moaned and turned them over, fumbling with the buttons of Kurt's shirt.

It felt like his world was crashing down.

He couldn't breathe.

He couldn't move.

His cheeks where wet and for the life of him, he couldn't figure out why.

He opened his mouth to say something, anything.

"Harry?" asked David, he hadn't heard him and Wes approaching.

He closed his mouth and swallowed. For a moment, he imagined how he looked like from their point of view.

Watery eyes, fist clenched, uneven breathing and slightly shaking... fuck, he looked pathetic. With a sad smile, he averted his sight ashamed. He turned sharply and walked away, vaguely registering Wes' gasp of surprise. They saw it too then. It wasn't his overactive imagination.

He cleaned the tears with the sleeve of his jacket uselessly.

Harry ran.

He ran as fast as he could.

He didn't know where he was running to, but he had to get away.

- End Chapter 19 -

So very sorry…

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