Kurt woke up at 5:30 A.M. and quietly got out of bed. He didn’t have the best night, mainly due to the fact that Blaine kicked a lot in his sleep, mostly hitting Kurt. He was sure at one point they ended up hugging each other, but he wasn't sure if it really happened or if it was just a very realistic dream. He slowly put his feet on the floor. Blaine was right, the room was freezing. He found a pair of socks with his pile of clothes and put them on. He heard a noise and turned around to see Blaine rolling over in his sleep, hugging onto the pillow Kurt had just been using.

"Where you going, baby?" Blaine said, still asleep.

"What the…?" Kurt laughed at the boy sleeping. He just stood there watching the other boy for a few minutes as more words came out of his mouth.

"You have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen... Kurt," the sleeping Blaine said. Kurt jumped back when he heard his name. Did he really just say that? Kurt walked closer.

"I think I'm in love with you, Kurt."

Kurt's mouth dropped open in shock. He sat back down on the bed, looking away from Blaine, trying to process this information. There was a snort, and suddenly the sleeping Blaine woke up.

"Morning," Blaine said as he moved himself up and wiped the sleep from his eyes.

"Morning.” Kurt turned around to face the other boy, who was now lying on his side, using his hand to keep his head up. “Blaine, you kick in your sleep."

"I'm sorry.  That must have been a nightmare. I have them some times. Sorry if I hurt you at any point." Blaine looked down in shame.

"I'm ok. It's ok. Also, do you know that you talk in your sleep?" Kurt crossed his legs, looking at Blaine.

"Oh god! What did I say?" Blaine asked as he face-planted into the pillow.

"You said... well first you called me ‘baby’ and asked where I was going. Then you said I had the prettiest eyes you had ever seen, and then you said..."

"I said what?"

"That you think you love me."

Both their faces went red. Neither of them knew what to say or do, so they just sat in silence. Suddenly, Blaine moved towards Kurt, so close that he could feel the breath of the other guy.

"Well I think that maybe the sleeping me has more courage than the awake me." Blaine grabbed hold of Kurt's hand.

"What are you talking about?" Kurt asked as he looked into Blaine's eyes.

"What I mean is that what you heard me saying in my sleep…well, it's what I feel deep down in my heart, and I just didn't know how to act upon it. You asked me yesterday if I believed in love at first sight and I said no. Well, I lied. I mean, I used to believe that, until the day I saw you. Then I was a believer. What I'm trying to say here is... I… I really do think I'm in love with you, Kurt." Blaine looked down, but Kurt pulled his head back up.

"I... I..." Kurt said, losing himself in Blaine's eyes. He lost what he wanted to say. Kurt looked at his eyes, but then he moved down and looked at Blaine’s lips. He slowly moved in to kiss Blaine. Blaine went along with the kiss before Kurt broke away.

"I can't do this. I'm sorry." Kurt got off the bed and picked up his pile of clothes.

"I'm sorry." Blaine felt that he had just blown his chance.

"Listen, Blaine, I think I love you, too, but I don't want to jump into anything just yet. I mean, what just happened with me and Tom… well, it's messed up my head a bit and I just want to take some time to think about things."

"But, I love you," Blaine said.

"Listen, just give me some time, please. I just want to make sure the thing I feel for you is real, and it's just not some rebound thing. I hope you understand."

"Of course" Blaine looked down away from Kurt. Kurt walked back to Blaine and lifted his chin up.

"I promise that I will let you know when I'm ready."

Kurt kissed Blaine's cheek before heading to the door.

"I'm sorry," Kurt said, as he walked out of the apartment.

Rachel woke up, slowly snuck out of Tom's apartment, and ran to hers. She was so happy to have gotten out of there.

"I'm such an idiot," Rachel said to herself as she made it to the door. She knocked on it, hoping that maybe Kurt would be in, but nothing. She sat back down, thinking of something. Then she remembered that Kurt would be at the theatre, so she decided that she should go and find him.

She made her way down to the theatre, getting a few looks from passersby. She looked a mess. She made it to the door to find someone on security there.

"Excuse me, sir. Is there any chance you can get hold of Kurt Hummel for me? I share a flat with him, and I need him to lend me his keys as I have locked myself out. Can you get him for me?" She looked at the guy hoping he believed her.

"Rachel!" a voice called from behind the guy. Kurt was walking through the lobby and saw her standing there. He walked over to her and slowly passed the security guard.

"What do you want?" Kurt folded his arms.

"I need to borrow your keys for the flat. Mine are still in there," Rachel pleaded with him.

"I see.”

"Please, Kurt! I really need you right now. I've done something terrible and I really need my best friend," Rachel said with tears in her eyes.

"I needed you before, but you..." Kurt felt his heart breaking, seeing his friend in tears. He slowly sighed.

"Wait here. My lunch starts in fifteen minutes. I'll take you for a coffee so we can talk."

Rachel nodded her head.

Rachel sat on the sofa in the coffee shop, waiting for Kurt to come back with their drinks. She kept looking around, keeping her eye out. Finally, Kurt came back with a tray of food and drinks. He placed them on the table in front of them before finally sitting down. He didn't know what to say to his friend. He was still angry at her, but he missed her.

"Kurt, I really am truly sorry. I should have told you straight away about Tom. I just… well..." Rachel picked up her drink and took a sip.

"Rach, I'm still angry at you, but I don't want to lose you. You’re my best, and nothing's going to change that. After thinking about it, I could see why you didn't say anything."

"Kurt, I have something to tell you, and you’re going to hate me."

"What?"

"I... well after last night I went back to the apartment. I had forgotten that I didn't have any keys, so I was sitting there, and Tom appeared. I told him to go away, but he said that if I went with him and became his girlfriend, then he wouldn't ruin my career. And I really needed a place to stay since I didn't know where Blaine lived and I haven't got my phone." Rachel started to cry.

"Oh, Rach," Kurt said as he pulled Rachel into a hug.

"...and… and, I went with him. I hate myself for doing this. I love Finn and..."

"Please, say you didn't!"

Rachel shook her head. He held the crying girl, trying to comfort her.

"I legged it as soon as I could today. I hate myself so much, but I couldn't do it. I guess I'll just work as a waitress for the rest of my life."

"Hey! This isn't the Rachel I know and love. Don't worry. That guy won't know what hit him, and I'll make sure you will get on that stage."

Rachel pulled away as Kurt wiped away her tears.

"You really think so?"

"Of course. Actually, Rach, I need your help. I think I'm in love with Blaine." Kurt turned and faced away from Rachel.

"You think you're in love with him?" Rachel processed the information before saying, "Kurt, are you sure this isn't some kind of rebound thing?"

"I… well… I think I always liked him, even when I was with Tom. I just didn't know it. And I kissed him. It was me who started the kiss." He took a sip from his drink, reliving the events of earlier this morning.

"Wow... and does he feel the same?"

"Yes, I told him. I couldn't do it. Not yet. And I just left him at his apartment. He never turned up at the theatre this morning." He pulled out his mobile to check Twitter and looked at Blaine's profile. He wished he had his number so he could call him.

"I don't know what to do right now," Kurt said, placing the phone down.

"Well, I think that you are right. Give it a few days to make sure you do love him. I don't want to see you broken hearted again. I guess he just needed a day off."

Kurt's phone started to buzz and he quickly answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kurt? It's Finn. Have you been on the Internet at all today?"

"No, why?"

"You're all over the gossip pages! There’s a picture of you leaving some big star’s apartment in a rush, holding a pile of clothes."

“You what?"

"I'll email you the web address."

"Thanks. Bye." Kurt ended the call and turned to face Rachel.

"Finn says paps have taken photos of me leaving Blaine's apartment this morning, and it's all over the web."

"Oh my god!"

"What do I do, Rach?"