It wasn't a bad kiss. Adam's lips felt good against my own, but it wasn't the same as kissing Blaine. I didn't feel that same electricity that I had when my lips had touched his. My heart was beating a little faster, but it didn't feel like it was racing like when I had shared intimate moments with Blaine. As for going further than a kiss, I didn't even want to think of that.

All the while these thoughts were going through my head, I knew I wasn't being fair to Adam. He shouldn't have to compete with the memories of my ex-boyfriend. The fact that Blaine and I weren't together was my own doing.

I felt Adam pull away and a wave of relief washed over me. Something about this wasn't right.

"Are you okay? You don't seem to be into this," Adam commented, his fingertips still resting softly against the skin of my cheek. As for myself, I hadn't been able to bring my hand up to touch his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just . . ."

I let the words trail off because I wasn't sure how to put my feelings into words without hurting Adam's feelings.

"That you're thinking about Blaine," Adam supplied. Though I had told him about what had happened between me and Blaine I was surprised that he remembered my ex-boyfriend's name.

I nodded, pulling back from him. "I'm sorry. I really thought I was over the break-up."

"It's kind of hard to get over something when you're still in love with the person, and I think you're still in love with Blaine."

"Maybe I am," I admitted. "I'm sorry. I really wasn't trying to lead you on. I do like you but all I can think of is how this compared to what I had. I really am sorry. I . . ."

"Shhh. . ." Adam said quietly, his fingertips touching my lips. "You've been very up front about your past relationship and your current feelings for Blaine. I guess I was just hoping that I could win you over, but I can see that isn't going to happen." Adam got to his feet and headed for the door. "You should call, him. Tell him you still love him," Adam added, stopping and looking back at me.

"What about us?" I asked, scared that I was losing the one friend I had made in this city.

"I'm hoping we can still be friends. You're an amazing person, Kurt, and I would still like to have you in my life in any capacity you're able to provide."

"I want us to be friends," I tell him without hesitancy.

Adam nodded and smiled. "Then I'll see you at school tomorrow," he said, and then left the apartment.

Reaching for my cell phone, I search for the familiar number more than willing to take Adam's advice.