Blaine's POV
"Honey, be happy! It's your second day at McKinley!" Mom says enthusiastically.
I groan. I mean, it's not that I don't like WMH; it's that I'd rather be at Dalton with my friends and being lead soloist. Now, I'm going to have to fight for it with Rachel.
"Blaine, cheer up. Since you're my brother, you're popular!" Quinn says from the back seat.
I roll my eyes.
"Bye Mom." We say in unison, stepping out the car.
"Have Fun baby brother." Quinn says leaving me to join her cheerleading friends.
Ugh, I hate when she calls me that. She's only older than me by three months.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn't even notice someone squeaking beside me as I walked into the building. I looked to the side and I see Kurt.
"I'm sorry; please just repeat every single thing you just said. Starting from, "Hey Blaine." Okay?"
Kurt nods and retraces his thoughts.
"Okay be prepared because I said a lot." He says and I nod. "Okay, hey Blaine. Sorry for what I said yesterday. I was out of line and I shouldn't have made you feel uncomfortable in any way. Now, if you are over that, I've offered to be your tour guide."
"It's okay Kurt." I say, putting my hand on his shoulder. I felt him sink in to my touch. "And I'm good; I've been around this school at least one hundred times because of Quinn." I say.
I look at his expression and he looks disappointed.
"Well, you could-"I was interrupted by a freezing sensation to my face and a burning sensation to my eyes. My face was wet and I struggled to open my eyes and I see two big jocks laughing at me. I saw slushie cups in their hands.
"What the hell?" I say rubbing the flavored ice out of my eyes. It felt like being bitch-slapped by an iceberg.
"That's what you get for being a loser!" One of them said.
"That's also what you get for hanging out with that fag!" he says pointing at Kurt.
Anger boiled inside of me and when that happens, I can't control myself. See, I used to be in fight club because I was bullied at my old, old school for hanging out with my gay friends. But no one talks about Fight Club.
I charged at one of them, tackling him down. I started throwing punches one after the other furiously. The other jock tried to pull me off but I kicked him in his balls. The one I was punching took this to his advantage and kicked me in my gut. I coughed but I couldn't give up. I needed to prove a point. I shoved him into a locker and shouted, "Don't mess with me again!"
"Blaine!" Quinn shouts running to him.
"What?" Blaine yells.
"Stop it!" She says pulling him away from him. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." She says leading him to the girls' bathroom.
Kurt's POV
As Blaine was talking, I saw Karofsky and Azimio walking towards us with slushies. Before I could say anything, Blaine was getting hit by a slushie. They aimed one for me but I moved out the way just in time.
Blaine's triangle eyebrows furrowed angrily and to be honest, it turned me on.
"What the hell?" Blaine shouted.
"That's what you get for being a loser!" Azimio says.
"That's also what you get for hanging out with that fag!" Karofsky says pointing me.
Ugh, I'm too used to their witty comebacks.
Then all of a sudden Blaine tackles Karofsky down and starts punching him. I stood there in shock because I didn't know Blaine had it in him. Azimio tried getting Blaine off of Dave but Blaine kicked him in his balls. Good, that's what he deserves. But the Dave kicks him in his gut and Blaine toppled over but as if nothing happened, he jumped right up and pinned Dave against the tan lockers and yelled, "Don't mess with me again!"
I couldn't help but grin. That was amazing! I would like to think he was standing up for me buy we all know that would never happen. Quinn came running from the other direction, "Blaine!" she shouts pulling Blaine off of him.
"What?" he yells.
"Stop it!" She says. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Then they walk to the girls' restroom. I follow them in and Quinn looks at me.
"I got to go. Could you take care of him, for me Kurt?" she says begging.
"I got it handled." I say shooing her away.
"Thank you so much Kurt." She says kissing me on my cheek and runs out the restroom.
Blaine leans over the sink, just staring at it.
"Are you okay?" I ask, slowly walking towards him.
"I'm fine." He says coldly.
Ugh, how am I supposed to get his dapperness back?
I walk to the tissues and wet some with water.
"Here, if you want-"I say but I get cut off when Blaine steps back from me.
"I said I'm fine!"
I sigh. Why is he being so difficult?
He walks around the restroom and then after a while, he looks at me.
"I'm sorry, but how do you guys go through this every day? I remember the first time Quinn came home talking about her getting slushied. I was confused and she told me, "Don't worry, you'll never have to go through it." And look where I am now."
"Do you know why she stopped getting slushied?" I ask.
He shook his head.
"Because she took the easy way out and so did Finn. Finn dumped Rachel for Quinn because Quinn and Finn felt like if they were together, they wouldn't get bullied."
Blaine shook his head in disbelief.
Blaine's POV
Although Kurt was making me feel a little better, I was still angry. I wanted round two. This is a side of me not a lot of people get to see often.
As I was listening to Kurt's story, I knew Finn was such a jerk. He dropped my sister for Rachel, and then drops Rachel for Quinn. Like, dude, make up your mind!
I take the damp tissue from Kurt's hands because my eyes started to burn really bad.
"I can do it." He says.
I nod.
He begins to dab my face with the tissue and then he rinses it and gets a new one. When he was dabbing my eyes, he lips was a centimeter away from mine and he started to blush. I leaned back a little to prevent anything from happening.
"Okay, I'm done." He says smiling.
"Thanks Kurt. What would I do without you?" I smile and walk out the restroom and head off to class.
Kurt's POV
Oh.
My.
Gosh.
He just said, "What would I do without you?" Meaning he wants me around! He has to like me! I was going to lean in when I was cleaning out his eyes but I felt like it was too soon.
"Kurt." Rachel says snapping her fingers in my face.
I shake out of my trance and the first thing I see is Rachel's annoyed expression. She rolls her eyes and leans back in her seat.
"Did you hear anything I said?" She asks, turning to me.
I bit my lip and shake my head.
"Ugh," she groans. "I said, Finn cornered me in the hallway and said he wants to get back together."
It took me a while to realize what she said because I was still thinking about Blaine. How can he not like me? I am Kurt Elizabeth Hummel. I am a shining star. And if Blaine can't see that then he's not worth it.
"Kurt!" Rachel shouts.
"Huh? Wait, doesn't he still go out with Quinn?" I ask.
She gathers her things and leaves the classroom.
"I'm going to find Blaine. He's a better listener than you."
I scoff as she walks out the room with her blue skirt swaying with the wind.
I sit in the room alone and play with the eraser shavings on my table. I remembered that when I leaned in, Blaine leaned back. But he said, "What can he do without me." God, Boys are so confusing. But so are girls so it's lose-lose situation.
I heard a knock on the door and I looked up to see who it was and it was Blaine.
"Hey." He smiled setting his bag on a nearby chair.
I squirmed a little in my chair and I'm pretty sure he noticed.
"Hey," I smile back. "Rachel was looking for you."
He walks over to the seat next to me and plops down tiredly.
"Oh, I'd rather talk to you." He smiles.
Omg, I think he's flirting. I look into his eyes and he grins and looks down.
"I have a proposition for you." He says with a sly grin.
I raise my head in interest. "Do tell."
"Do you want to go with me to Breadstix?"
My mouth drops open in shock. Is… is he asking me out?
"Is it as a date?" I ask.
Blaine's eyes widen in fear and shock with a tint of disgust. He leans far away from me and shakes his head rapidly and shivers.
"No offense…" he says wincing. "But no."
I felt like I've been punched to oblivion and been thrown back to earth to stare right in the eyes of rejection. My stomach started to hip hop dance and I felt my arm pits getting moist. I was almost certain that I had red glowing on my cheeks.
"Kurt?" Blaine asks.
"What?" I snap, glaring at him.
"What's wrong?" He asks innocently.
"Rejection is what's wrong." I say, gathering my things to leave.
"What are you talking about? You didn't answer my question." He says pleading.
"What question?" I turn back to him, looking confused.
"If… if you wanted to go to Breadstix… You know, if you don't want to go, I'll just ask Rachel."
So the rejection part was all made up in my head. God, I'm so stupid! And since when did Rachel and Blaine get so close?
"Why are you guys so interested in each other?" I ask angrily.
"She's a good friend." Blaine says getting aggravated.
I pick up my satchel and head for the door.
"Then have fun at Breadstix with her." I say opening the door to leave.
As I turn around to walk to the entrance, I bump into someone who smells like lavender.
"Did you see Blaine?" Rachel asks a little irritated.
"Yeah, have fun on your date." I say, shoving past her.
Blaine's POV
"Then have fun at Breadstix with her." He says opening the door angrily and slamming the door shut.
What just happened? What was he so mad about all of a sudden? Rejection… when did I reject him? Maybe he's just having an episode.
Rachel soon walks in after Kurt's 'episode' and has a distressed look on her face.
"Kurt." She says.
"Kurt." I respond.
She sits in the chair Kurt was recently sitting in.
"Is he always like this?" I ask.
She says heavily. "Yeah, he's a drama queen."
I laughed. "I figured."
An awful silence took place and I shifted awkwardly in my chair.
"So," I say.
"So," She says at the same time as me.
We both laugh silently.
"You go." I say.
"Okay," she giggles. "So, about Breadstix, I accept your offer. Now you go."
I bit my lip. What I'm about to ask her is what I know is going to be incredibly awkward. We're great friends so she should tell me the truth. But she's also great friends with-
"Blaine." She says looking at me expectantly.
"Oh," I say shyly. "I wanted to know if you thought Kurt liked me."
Her face turned from slightly dull to bright and bubbly.
"Do you like him?" She asks extremely hopeful.
"No, I'm straight. It's just, I don't want to lead him on because of-"
"It's because of your dapperness." She says, nodding understandingly.
"Yeah, and he's a great friend." I say trying to cover up this situation.
She smiles sadly. "Yeah, he is. And to answer your question, he doesn't just like you. He loves you." She says, now standing up to leave.
I roll my eyes and sigh. Not again. I mean, I like having 'good looks' but, it always attracts people from both genders and it could be tiring. But none of them actually used the L word.
"I won't tell him," She says putting her head on the doorknob. "I won't make things any more awkward than it already is."
She opens the door and looks back at me.
"I'll see you at Breadstix."
She then leaves, leaving me in the room once again, alone.
"Hey Blainers," Sarah say happily, opening the door to her house, gesturing for me to come in. She looks at me very intensely and watches my very movement as I put my bag down. "What's wrong?" She eventually asks.
I shake my head innocently.
"How did you know?" I say, avoiding her gaze.
"I know you Blaine. I even know what you're distressed at." She says smirking.
"Oh really," I say nodding in disbelief. "Try me."
"Okay, I know it's about Kurt."
My eyes widen in shock. How did she know?
"Yeah…" I say skeptically. There's no way she could know. I know before when we were younger, she always knew my problems but this is different.
"It's something about his feelings for you… Oh my God. Did he say the L word?"
My mouth drops open. Okay, now that's just creepy… I jump on her couch and close my eyes.
"He didn't say it to me. But Rachel said that's what he feels because I asked her. And I know she wouldn't lie to me."
She sits next to me on the couch and sighs.
"Blaine, you can't make it official that he loves you until he tells you." She says putting her hand on my shoulder.
"Even if he acts like he does?" I ask quietly.
"Yes, and since I know you're going to try to distance yourself from him like you did to me when you thought I liked you and all those other boys and girls." She laughs and shakes her head. I giggle at the memory. We were in 6th grade and she was just so friendly that I thought she liked me. And she always chose me to be her partner for things and always followed me on the playground. I mean, you can't blame me for having small thoughts.
"But you can't do that Blaine. Like you said, Kurt is a great friend. Imagine what you would do if you kept distancing yourself away from me."
"I'd die." I say.
"You'd die. So, just act like you don't know that he might love you and if he does, try not to react how you did to when Sebastian said he liked you when you were at Dalton."
I roll my eyes. "It wasn't my fault. It was just," I shivered. "It was just very weird."
"I know, Blaine. I know." She says giggling.
"I have to go," I say standing up and grabbing my bag. "I have a 'date' with Rachel."
She wiggles her eyebrows.
"Have fun Blainers."
"Bye Sarah!"
I close the door and lean back against it. It's going to be very awkward the next time I see him. I can't just act like I don't know. Maybe I could ease it out of him.
Kurt's POV
Rachel eventually called and we talked it out. I ended up apologizing for not listening to her boring stories. Don't worry, I didn't' actually say that.
Rachel FaceTimed me and asked me what dress she should wear on her date. Everyone comes to me for fashion decisions. That doesn't mean Blaine is straight right? No, he's just being friendly.
So she had three choices.
Choice A.) A red dress that cut just above her knee with black leggings and a black belt that looked like a bow that hugged her waist. And which was all matched with black flats.
OR
Choice B.) A teal dress with black knee high socks and brown shoes.
OR
Choice C.) Another sleeveless bright red dress, (Man, that woman loves red.) that was about knee high with an oval shaped opening to show some cleavage and a large red bow right on top of the oval. Included was a light green belt that gripped her waist and gave her a petite, but gorgeous figure. And to end it with black flats with tiny gold stars all over.
I chose choice C. I wanted to choose the one with less fashion, like choice B so Blaine wouldn't be interested, but Rachel is my best friend and I can't send her off into the world wearing something that is a disgrace to the fashion community.
I bet Blaine would love the boobs she would be flashing towards him. But that doesn't make me nervous at all. I, Kurt Hummel, do not get nervous. Maybe I do but, Blaine has to like me. He can't like Rachel! Rachel doesn't deserve him. He deserves me. Ugh, that sounds so selfish but, I'm a selfish person and I like to keep what's mine. And Blaine Anderson is mine. Despite the fight we recently had.
What happens if I just magically show up to Breadstix? That would be such a coincidence! I would be spying on them and eating decent food. But I have to go with someone to make it more realistic.
I pick up my phone from my nightstand and dial Mercedes number. She doesn't know about my feelings for Blaine yet, never mind, she probably does. I mean, who could miss my face expression when he enters the room?
"Hey Lady Fabulous, what's up?" Mercedes chirps into the phone.
"I need a huge favor."
Blaine's POV
I straightened my green and black striped bowtie to match my green polo and black vest with black jeans.
I tried to not 'try too hard' on my outfit, given the fact that she has a crush on me. Sure she's pretty and everything, but she's not my type. I've dated girls in the past but, they've never lasted long.
I walk into the entrance of Breadstix and I immediately spot Rachel. She's not hard to miss.
"Blainey days, it's so nice to see you!" Rachel says standing up from our booth to kiss me on the cheek.
I glanced at her outfit and I won't lie, she looked nice. But I didn't like that nickname.
"Ha-ha, new nickname I see." I say easing my way into my seat.
"Yeah," She says looking at her menu. "Do you like it?"
I bit my lip. No, I didn't like it. But, "Yeah, call me whatever you want."
"Okay!" She says with her red lips curved into a smile.
An awkward silence took place and I didn't really know what to say but Rachel chose to break the silence.
"So, about Kurt, I-"
"Could we, like, not talk about him?" I snap. That's all everyone talks about. Kurt this, and Kurt that, and what happened with Kurt today? I only met the guy like, two days ago!
"I'm sorry; it's just my duty as his best friend." She says nervously.
I groan loudly and lean my head back. "What do you want to know?"
Suddenly she looks over my head at something, nods, and brings her attention back to me.
"So uh, are you gay?"
I groan. "No."
"No?" She asks loudly.
"No…"
She looks over my head again but quickly looks back at me. "He- he um, if you were, would you think he's cute?"
I furrow my eyebrows. What type of question is that? I turn around to see what Rachel was looking at but I saw a swift movement of ducking and the seats were too high for me to try and make out who that was. But I knew someone was there. Apparently the 'person' who was communicating with Rachel is extremely tall.
"Blaine."
"No, I am entitled to my rights and I choose not to answer that weird question."
"Okay… Um, would you ever date a guy?"
I slam my hands against the table with anger. "Rachel! What the hell is a matter with you? I told you, I am not gay! So stop with these questions!"
Her face looked like a wave hit it and she opened her mouth but shuts it. All of a sudden, I hear loud clapping from the other side.
"Waiter,"
"Hello, is there any service in this place? Come on!"
I turn back to Rachel who has a guilty look on her face. I stand up and walk to the other side of my booth to see a Black girl and a porcelain boy.
"Wait… Kurt?" I ask.
There's no doubt that was Kurt. Even the voice said it all. What is he doing here?
"Hello Blaine." He says, ducking his head away from my direction.
"Ooo Kurt, he's cute." The black girl whispers.
"So, I invite you some place and you turn me down to go with her?" I say, pointing to the black girl sitting next to him.
"My name is Mercedes." She says.
"I-I'm just…"
I walk away from him and go back to Rachel who was busy ordering her food. The waiter looks at me expectantly and I just tell him to give me whatever Rachel's getting.
"I'm sorry Blaine. I didn't know about this until he showed up," She says with plead in her voice. "But, as his best friend, I have to do this." She quickly gets up and Kurt replaces where she was recently sitting.
"Hi." He says calmly.
I roll my eyes, cross my arms and try not to stare at him.
"Blaine, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for blowing up in your face earlier and for abruptly showing up like this."
I look back at him and I could see the sincere look in his eyes. I sigh and pat his arm that was resting on the dark brown table.
"Okay."
His face lights out and he just starts blabbing.
"Omg so, I can't wait till tomorrow to see if you made the glee club! But, I feel like we don't know each other so why don't we learn a little about each other first."
"Alright, what do you want to know?" I ask with a smirk.
He bits his lips and he starts to blush. Oh God…
"Um, what's your favorite color?"
"Purple. What about you?"
"Pink."
I nod. God, can this get any awkward. "How tall are you?" I ask, trying to spark up conversation.
"5'11."
"I'm 5'8." I say, suddenly feeling small.
"God, that's so short! I can't date short- um…look!" He says pointing to the waiter. "About time the food showed up."
Damn, he's so rude to waiters! I can't imagine having a job as a waiter. I think it'll literally burn my insides.
"What do you want to be?" Kurt asks with interest.
"I want to be singer-songwriter." For a moment, he looks shocked. "Don't tell me that I'll never make it in this business, or that it's hard because I've heard about it from my parents enough times."
He quickly shakes his head. "No, I'm glad you're following your dreams." He smiles.
Wow, I've never heard that from anyone besides Sarah.
Over an hour of eating our food and learning more about each other with constant checkups from Rachel and Mercedes, I actually enjoyed myself. I learned that his parents accept him, and that his mother died when he was eight, he used to have a crush on Finn(which disgusted me), that the first person he came out to was Mercedes and that she used to have a crush on him and he lied that he liked Rachel. That was hilarious. And he even sang for me! His voice was amazing. Like, it was so uniquely extraordinarily good.
I told him how my parents are homophobic, how I loved Dalton, how I also have a brother, and yeah. He was disappointed that he had more stories than me but there weren't really many stories to tell.
Funny, I was supposed to be on a date with Rachel but I ended up with Kurt. People would say faith has magically brought us together. That may have been in an alternate universe if I was gay.
When I got home, I automatically fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. But I thought about glee club. What if I don't make it? I know Mr. Schue was all like, I was amazing and shit but sometimes, I don't think that's enough. I can believe that their glee club is lame. At Dalton, we were like, rock stars. I don't know, tomorrow will tell me If I'm good enough to be in the lame glee club.
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