Chapter 2
Blaine came into the school the next day with a lovely black eye and sour look on his face.
"What happen-" Kurt began but was quickly cut off with a grunt of, "nothing."
"Well it has to be something!" The brown haired boy exclaimed causing all the hallway to turn toward the pair. Blaine grabbed Kurt's arm and half dragged him away to the boys' bathroom and locking the door after checking no one was in the stalls.
"Look, stop trying to interfere with my life Kurt you're gonna get hurt if you're not careful." Blaine muttered, never looking Kurt in the eye and leaning on his good leg.
"Are you threatening me, really? You are such an ass! Except you're not, I know you're not really which is even more fucking annoying!" Kurt shouted in Blaine's face.
"Kurt we've known each other for a day what do you think you know?" Blaine growled, his tone of voice scared Kurt and made him take a step back.
"Well – we haven't known each other but I see you walking around at lunch and – and between classes, during classes... You're not a bad guy, you don't bully people and you get good grades like really good grades but you're always alone with this sad puppy dog look on your face that you think you hide so well with this asshole facade but you don't! You're nice to me, nicer than anyone at this school has ever been to me so just tell me what's happening with you." The blue eyed boy finished his speech with his back against the wall opposite to Blaine who still hadn't looked him in the eye.
"It's nothi-" Blaine started lamely.
"Is your dad hitting you?" Kurt asked abruptly with a small frown.
"What? No! – No.. No." Blaine uttered with wide eyes and his head shaking constantly back and forth
"Blaine, it's okay you can tell me." Kurt said, taking Blaine's hand, "Hey no, no you have the wrong idea really Kurt no it's not that."
The taller boy bit his lip and dropped Blaine's hand along with his head, "well now I feel stupid." Kurt muttered he promptly wiped his eyes and exited the bathroom leaving Blaine stood there with a wince and pounding heart, he was gonna have to tell Kurt the truth.
"Shit," he whispered as a freshman walked in and gave him a strange look to which he growled slightly and left the bathroom.
"I made a fool of myself now he's never gonna want to see me again." Kurt groaned at lunch, back at the cheerleaders table.
"I think it's for the better Kurt, you don't need him." Quinn said, turning up her nose which made Kurt want to punch her.
"You don't understand," he mumbled dropping his head into his folding arms on the canteen table.
"Are you implying none of us have ever had boy troubles Kurt?" Quinn asked and all the girls at the table turned to him, Santana scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"I've never been kissed for god's sake Quinn, I'm saying you don't understand that I don't have anyone else. I don't have the whole football team lusting after to me because last time I checked I was gay and living in Ohio of all places," the boy narrowed his eyes at her and challenged the girl to reply.
"Doesn't mean you have to go after the first out guy you see," she said quietly.
"Oh piss off 'Miss Righteous' – anyway I'm not. He is genuinely nice and you know, extremely hot." Kurt muttered with a smirk and Santana subtly nodded her head in approval making Kurt laugh and shake his.
"Oi!" Blaine shouted from down the hallway, it was 1600 and everyone had gone home but he knew Kurt stayed after school every day to practice his cheerleading moves. Just an observation he made, totally not stalking and he didn't sit outside for an hour just waiting for the boy, no way.
Kurt jumped and held his chest when he saw it was Blaine, "ass," he muttered.
"Sorry but I want to show you something," Blaine said when he had reached Kurt at his locker.
"What?" The brown haired boy asked suspiciously as he shut his locker and turned to the shorter boy.
"Just uh – follow me," Blaine mumbled taking Kurt's hand and leading him outside.
"Where are we going?"
"To my urm – to my house, where's your car parked?" Blaine asked after grabbing his skateboard that was leaning against the wall outside school.
"Turn left here..." Blaine mumbled pointing at the turn. Kurt shifted in his seat as he realised they were heading toward the more ... rough area of town.
"Here," Blaine whispered and as soon as the car stopped he was out of the car, rushing to open Kurt's door and take his bag for him.
"Blaine this is-"
"I know," said boy uttered looking up at Kurt from behind his eyelashes desperately wishing he would say what's on his mind.
In front of the two boys was a big building that had a sign on the grass reading: 'St Joseph's Care Home for Children Aged 7-18'. It was a homely looking building with flowers and well kept grass in front nothing like Kurt ever imagined a care home would look like.
"Say something," Blaine demanded with a frown.
"Like what," Kurt muttered quietly still staring at the home.
"I don't know,"
"I don't care you know," Kurt whispered, turning to Blaine.
"Really?" The smaller of the two said with so much hope Kurt's heart split in two, he just shook his head slightly and Blaine's face broke into a huge smile.
"You can come in if you want and – and meet my sister," Blaine said excitedly already beginning to walk toward the building.
"Blaine, no visitors!" Kurt heard someone shout from another room as he entered the home, "cool," Blaine shouted back before grabbing Kurt's hand and pulling him up the stairs.
"Wait here," Blaine mumbled before entering a room and closing the door behind him leaving Kurt out in the hallway, he saw a boy approaching him and his heart began to beat faster.
"Who the hell are you?" The tough boy wearing a dirty tank top asked and crowded him against a wall.
"I – I'm here with Blaine..." The smaller boy uttered quietly pointing to the door said boy had just gone through.
"Oh, that fag?" He replied and rolled his eyes causing Kurt to frown and drop his head.
"Jacob!" A man Kurt recognised, the guy that picked Blaine up.
The boy, Jacob, grunted and pushed Kurt against the wall before walking away.
"Are you okay?" The middle aged man asked Kurt raising his eyebrows and placing his hands on Kurt's forearms, latter boy just nodded quickly.
"Sorry, I'm with Blaine..." Kurt repeated himself and the older man rolled his eyes and started banging on the door.
"Blaine! Don't bring visitors when you know you're not allowed and then leave them by themselves!"
"Hold on a minute," called Blaine from inside, emerging shortly after with different clothes and a hint of a smell of cologne coming from him.
"No visitors," Derek said shortly, gesturing to Kurt who stood awkwardly to the side.
"This is Kurt," Blaine said instead and wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist which caused the boy to blush and look down.
Derek sighed and shook his head, "if you want I can give you permission to go out, but only until 6," the older man said with a small smile.
"No I want to stay here; I want him to meet Jane." Blaine said with a frown.
"Blaine we can't allow visitors you know that," Derek sighed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Yeah well I've never had anyone to be a visitor," the young boy spat, "I just want to be a normal teenager, normal teenagers have friends over at their houses right?"
"It's the rules Blaine." In response Blaine pulled Kurt into his room and slammed the door with frown.
Kurt bit his lip, "I should go, I don't want you to get in trouble."
"It's not fair!" Blaine mumbled.
Kurt looked down for a second before taking Blaine's face in his hands and kissing him closed mouthed and quickly but it was still his first kiss.
"What was that for?" Blaine asked with a smile he couldn't keep of his face.
Kurt shrugged, "for showing me this I mean I don't care it's not that much of a big deal but – but I guess it was to you and I like that you trust me enough to show me."
Blaine nodded slightly with a smile, "I'll walk you to your car."
The curly haired boy didn't miss the knowing look on Derek's face as he entered the home again, "that the boy?" He asked whilst stirring the food in the pot.
"Yeah," Blaine said with a smile on his face he couldn't get rid of even if he tried.
Derek began to reply but a small girl with long brown hair and missing front teeth came running in, "Blaine!" She shouted and made grabby hands at him so the boy picked her up onto his lap.
"How was your day princess?" He asked as he ran his hands through his hair.
"Good! But guess what? Derek said we could go to the park today and I could even get ice cream!" She said with the same bright smile as Blaine.
"Oh really?"
A/N: Hope you enjoyed!