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"Kurt," David said staring at me, "You actually came."

"Yeah," I said calmly, "You asked me to hang out today. Why would I not come when I said I would?"

"Maybe you wouldn't come because I'm a son of a bitch who made your life a living hell?"

"Past is past. Anyway, what's up?"

David smiled softly and motioned for me to follow him. Looking around I saw that we were at the school again, which didn't really surprise me. No one would see him hanging out with me and as much as that hurt I knew that it would take time for him to be able to even been seen with me.

He brought me through the hallways until we got to the classroom that Glee practiced in. I sat down and watched David move around the classroom quickly. He kept moving things around until a small screen was set up in front of the whiteboard, a projector was set up, and most of the light was blocked.

"My Mom used to work in a theater," David said turning the projector on, "In New York. She taped rehearsals and would play them when she felt homesick."

"Your mom lived in New York?" I asked watching the screen.

"Yeah, she lived there for most of her life. Her and my Dad met up there when my Dad went with his parents on vacation. My Dad was in New York for a few months and in the end my Mom decided that she loved him, both of them were out of high school by this time. They dated for awhile longer before getting married."

"Then they had you."

"Yeah, then they had me."

I tore my eyes away from the screen and saw how sad David looked. It was how my Dad looked when he talked about Mom. My eyes widened for a moment before I turned fully to David and waited for him to look at me.

"How long has she been dead?" I asked softly.

"She died giving birth to me," David said shaking his head.

"I'm sorry, David."

"It's alright. My Dad says I'm like her. Who knows? He doesn't know me. No one actually knows me."

Smiling at David I rested a hand on his arm. I had been right about him. Everything that he had shown when other people were around was a complete lie. I just had to figure out who it was when that wall came down.

"Then tell me," I said calmly, "Tell me who you are."

"I'm a gay football player who loves all things about computers," David said smiling slightly, "Actually I want to work with the F.B.I. to help them catch the bad guys."

Laughing I poked David in the arm and went back to watching the screen. I couldn't help but grin as I saw the people dance around. It was something that had always fascinated me. On stage was a place that I wanted to be on,

As we watched in almost silence, David kept pointing out little things that he had learned, I started to realize how much I was enjoying David's company. I felt completely safe and like he was hanging on my every word.

We watched the tapes for hours once more and I loved every moment of it. Though when the tapes were over all I wanted to do was start performing like they had, but with my ankle, which I had said happened when I missed stepping on a curb, I couldn't.

"That's what you want to do right?" David asked staring at me.

"Yeah," I said nodding, "Being on stage is like being home for me."

"What if that doesn't happen? Do you have a backup plan?"

"Not really, I don't know what I love as much as performing."

"What about fashion? I mean, you're really good at that. Although my sense of style is jeans and my jacket so I might not be the best to tell you that."

With a laugh I gripped David's hand a drug him to the bathroom. In front of the mirror I looked at him closely and saw just how handsome he was. He needed to moisturize more, but he was a good looking man.

"You need to get rid of that jacket," I said staring at his letterman jacket, "I know all the football players wear them, but they don't flatter you. Keep the jeans, but go with a dark wash then what you're wearing now and a plain colored button up. If you want to go all fancy and hot wear a sports coat. You'll look amazing."

David stared at me for a moment before brushing his hand across my face slightly. Sighing I closed my eyes and leaned into the touch without thinking. Even as he pressed his lips to mine I couldn't think of a reason not to kiss him back.

Unlike the first time we kissed I felt so much more. David wasn't being forceful this time. He was just being the loving person that I was beginning to see him as. And that was someone that I wanted to know a lot better.

"Wait," David said pulling away, "We can't do this. Why didn't you stop me?"

"David," I said confused before realizing what he meant, "Blaine, god I cheated on Blaine. What am I going to tell him?"

"Tell him that I kissed you. It's the truth."

"And leave out the part about me kissing you back?"

"Yes, Kurt, you have no idea how long I've wanted to kiss you, and I mean really kiss you, but you're with Blaine and you're happy with him."

"What if I'm not happy with him?"

"You're not? Is something wrong? Did he do something to hurt you?"

"No, David, nothing like that. I just mean that I was so eager to find someone to be with, someone that loved me, that I might have rushed into everything with Blaine. I do love him, don't get me wrong there, but I think it's more like how I love Mercedes."

"Oh, okay, I feel a little better. You're still with him though, Kurt. I'm sorry, but you have to go talk to Blaine. Because no matter how much I want to be with you, Kurt, I won't get in the middle of a relationship."

Smiling I hugged David tightly and kissed his cheek. This was the person that I wanted to be with. He knew what was important to me, he might not understand it completely, but he tried to. He even sat though the movies for me.

When I pulled back from the hug I felt myself looking into his eyes. They were a moss green and before I could even think my lips were attached to his again. As soft as the kiss was it held so much more passion then I one I shared with Blaine.

"David," I said pulling back, "What about you coming out?"

David sighed and turned away from me. I knew that it still wasn't going to be the easiest thing for him, but I needed to know. I didn't want to be in a relationship and not think that the person I was with was ever going to come out.

"I'm not ready, Kurt," David said softly, "I want to be ready, I really do, but when I start to think that I am I freak out. Please, I want us to be together, but I can't com out yet."

"I understand," I said smiling, "I don't expect you to suddenly be perfectly fine with coming out, but I have to know that you will before I end everything with Blaine. I don't want to feel like I'm in the closet again, David."

"You won't. You're just going to have to give me some time. Give me a few months and if I'm not ready by then to come out as gay then you can leave me and I won't blame you. Just give me some time."

"I will give you some time. I should be heading home."

"Okay, where does this leave us, Kurt?"

"As friends, until I break up with Blaine. I'll message you when I get home. I like this side of you, David, please don't go back to the way you were before."

"I'll try not to, Kurt. I don't know what I'm really doing anymore. All I know is that I want to be with you."

Smiling I kissed him softly before leaving the school. Each kiss I gave that man made my heart go completely crazy. He was so amazing and I wanted to be with him. It was hard to believe that he was the same guy that threatened to kill me.

I quickly got to my house and rushed into my room. Finn was here with Rachel and I didn't want either of them asking me questions before I was ready. This wasn't going to be just hard for David. I had to break up with Blaine.

Picking up my cell phone I quickly sent a message to David telling him that I was home and safe. Almost instantly I got one back from David telling him that he couldn't wait for our next get together. Smiling I sent one to Blaine saying something I never thought I would, especially to someone I thought was perfect for me at first.

'We need to talk.'