Blaine was walking home after Glee club, since Mercedes had stormed out after having enough of Rachel. Both of the girls had really dramatic exits. It seemed like Blaine couldn't manage to keep those two girls apart. But Blaine kinda agreed with Mercedes. Rachel always sang the songs. She sang two love songs during this class. It was frustrating. He thought about the day, feeling sad over his ruined bowtie. Though his jaw still hurt, it wasn't aching as much. He needed to put some make up on to cover it for when he gets home.

‘' Hey! ‘' Someone screamed behind him. He furrowed his eyebrow and then shrugged as he thought his mind was tricking him.

‘' Hey! ‘' He stopped on his heels and turned around to only see Kurt walking towards him. He slowly looked around to see if Kurt was talking to someone else. But no one was there. So he slowly looked back at Kurt and pointed at himself. Kurt laughed quietly and nodded as he walked over to him.

“I'm sorry” Kurt said with a sad smile. He could see that the sad smile was genuine. Kurt meant it. However, Blaine just stared, raising one of his triangle eyebrows. “For the slushie. I ruined your clothes and that's definitely not okay.”

Blaine couldn't believe that Kurt was actually apologizing for what he did. Should he forgive him? Blaine was unsure. After all, Kurt ruined his grandfather's bowtie. Blaine still didn't say anything and he just kept looking at Kurt. He was still struck by how gorgeous Kurt is. Like, seriously, who looks that gorgeous?

“I know it's pretty unforgivable, but I'm deeply sorry.” Kurt assured him and Blaine just nodded slowly. He wasn't ready to forgive him. Kurt barely even knew him and he had caused him more pain that anyone in only two days.

‘' It's okay. ‘' Blaine mumbled, feeling awful for lying. He wanted to yell at Kurt for everything he did to him. But he couldn't. Blaine couldn't yell at Kurt for some reason. He turned around and continued walking. Kurt quickly caught up to his side and rubbed the back of his neck.

“So…” Kurt said quietly, he glanced at Blaine a few times before speaking again. “Are you done with the assignment about ‘'To Kill A Mockingbird'', Blaine?” Kurt gave Blaine a soft smile.

Blaine looked at Kurt, he stopped on his heels and shook his head in disbelief. ‘'-You know my name? ‘' He mumbled.

“Of course I do.” Kurt raised his eyebrow and then laughed quietly. And god, if it wasn't the most angelic laugh he'd ever heard. Blaine blushed and ducked his head. Blaine wondered why he was blushing before it hit him that Kurt makes him feel like a giddy school girl.

‘'We're in the same class, Blaine. You are pretty smart.‘' Kurt patted Blaine's arm gently. Blaine loved hearing his name coming from Kurt's lips. He never really liked his name but Kurt made it sound beautiful.

‘'Thank you.‘' Blaine mumbled and continued walking on the sidewalk. Kurt followed him.

“I could use some help. I know I don't deserve it after everything, but it would be really cool if you could help me out.” Kurt said. Blaine lifted his head to look at Kurt once again. He found himself really wanting to spend some time with Kurt, even if he'd been awful to him. Blaine nodded slowly, forcing a tight smile on his face.

‘'I would love to help you out.‘' He mumbled. He cleared his throat after realizing how pathetic he sounded.  

“Great!” Kurt said brightly. “To my place?” Blaine nodded slowly. T-To Kurt's place? His home? Kurt Hummel is inviting him to his place to study and suddenly this might be the best day of Blaine's life.

‘'Are you okay? How is your face feeling?‘' Kurt's smile faded slowly, he looked at Blaine with concern in his eyes.

‘' I'm okay. It's not a big deal.'' Blaine sighed quietly and remained looking straight ahead. Kurt quickly shook his head and grabbed onto Blaine's shoulders to stop him. He stood in front of him slowly and looked at the bruise.

Blaine's cheeks turned red. Kurt's face was so close to him and he smelled nice.

‘'I'm sorry. I tried to pull him away from you before you got hurt, but it seems like I failed to do that.‘' Kurt brushed his thumb over the bruise. He sighed quietly and bit his lower lip. His face looked like he regretted what happened, like he blamed himself.

‘'It wasn't your fault.‘' Blaine forced a tight smile as he tried to make Kurt feel a little better. ‘'Thank you for pulling him away from me.‘' He patted Kurt's arm gently. Kurt looked at Blaine's hand and raised an eyebrow before smiling.

‘'Well, let me make it up to you. Are you hungry? Would you like to have dinner at my place?‘' Kurt grinned and walked in front of Blaine.

Blaine's smiled turned more real after Kurt's invitation. It was hard to remain angry at him. He slowly followed Kurt and they discussed the teachers, school work and the students. Before long, they were already at Kurt's front porch.

The outside of Kurt's house was simple yet beautiful. Blaine found that he liked Kurt's house better than his own. He knew he had a privileged life. He felt a little guilty that not everyone has the same opportunities that he has.

Kurt unlocked the door, taking off his shoes as he walked further into his house. Blaine just looked around as he blindly pulled off his shoes. He slowly followed Kurt around the house. Kurt's house was very nice. The home was decorated beautifully. It made Blaine dislike his own home even more.

“Dad! I'm home!” Kurt shouted, he startling Blaine over how loud he was when he yelled. He quickly ducked his head and let out a quiet laugh. It was funny how angelic Kurt is, but he also had a voice that would wake up the entire neighborhood. Kurt opened another door and walked into the garage. He followed Kurt to a car where there was a man under it.

‘' Dad, I'm home. ‘' Kurt said once more and looked down at two feet.

“That's great, buddy. Hand me the screwdriver,” Kurt's father said, sliding out from under the car. Kurt handed him the screwdriver before gesturing to Blaine.

“Dad, this is Blaine. Blaine, my dad. “ Kurt introduced them with a smile. His dad stood up and walked over to them. Kurt's father looked quite scary to Blaine. He didn't look like Kurt though. Blaine quickly put out his hand. Kurt's father grabbed a cloth and wiped his hands clean before taking his hand tightly.

‘'Blaine Anderson.‘' Blaine said, looking up at him.

“Burt Hummel.” Burt said, he pulled back his hand and played with the screwdriver.

‘'What happened to your face, kiddo?‘' Burt pointed at Blaine's bruise and raised his eyebrow. Blaine completely forgot about it.

‘'Uh, I…‘' Blaine wondered if he should tell the truth.

‘'Some asshole punched him. But Blaine was brave.‘' Kurt smiled and looked at Blaine, causing Blaine to blush at being called brave.

‘'Want me to talk to the principal?‘' Burt asked. Blaine just stared at him. He talked to him like he was his son. He cared and Blaine realized that Kurt might not look like Burt, but he sure as hell cared like him.

‘'It's okay. My father will probably do that.‘' Blaine said while knowing deep down that was not likely to happen.

‘'Very well.‘' Burt nodded.‘'This can't be tolerated. Were there any teachers?” Burt asked again. Kurt nodded.

‘'Yeah, he went to the nurse.‘' Kurt added.

‘'Put some ice on it.‘' Burt said with concern.

‘'We will.‘' Kurt said with a smile.

‘'Thank you.‘' Blaine said with a bright smile. Burt just nodded without a smile on his face. Maybe he just wasn't the kind of guy who smiled all the time.

“Dad, we're going up to my room to study, okay?” Kurt patted Burt's shoulder and slowly turned to walk back into the house. Burt nodded slowly.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hummel.” Blaine said before following Kurt.

‘' Keep the door open! ‘' Burt yelled after them. Blaine blushed furiously at the thought of what Burt might have meant by that. It's not like they would be doing anything… inappropriate.

They walked up some stairs and then walked through a small hallway. Kurt opened a door and walked in. Blaine assumed that this was Kurt's room. And it was just like Blaine imagined it to be. Very fashionable with a beautiful grey color on the walls. There was a grey desk with a sewing machine on it and there was a beautiful framed mirror on the desk with a matching desk chair. There was also another door, which led to the bathroom, that had blue tiles like most bathrooms do. Blaine also noticed that Kurt's wardrobe had a sliding door and a long mirror. Kurt's bedroom, like Kurt himself, was pretty classy.

‘'I like your room.‘' Blaine looked at Kurt with a smile. Kurt smiled back and put his bag on the bed.

‘'Thank you.‘'

‘'Do you like to sew?‘' Blaine walked over to the desk and touched the sewing machine with his finger. Kurt looked over at him and nodded.

‘'Yeah. I can't afford some of the latest trends so I make my own clothes.‘' Kurt smiled and walked over to his wardrobe. Blaine looked at him with awe.

‘'Y-You make your own clothes?‘' Blaine looked down at the outfit Kurt was wearing. Kurt nodded with a grin.

‘'Yeah. Want to see some?‘' He slid open the wardrobe door and looked at Blaine over his shoulder. Blaine nodded quickly and walked over. Kurt walked back to his bed and sat down on it as he approached Blaine.

‘'Can I touch them?‘' Blaine asked hesitantly. He wanted to look at the stitches and to see how well Kurt could sew.

‘'Of course you can.‘' Kurt responded. Blaine nodded quickly and slowly dragged a shirt closer to him, he looked at the material.

‘'Are you a designer? Did you design this yourself?'' Blaine asked, he looked at Kurt over his shoulder and smiled.

‘'Well, you can say that, I guess.‘' Kurt laughed softly and slowly got up.

‘'Where is your bowtie? I can fix it for you.‘' He walked over to Blaine, who slowly looked through his bag to pull out his bowtie. He found it and handed it to Kurt.

Kurt walked over to the desk and sat down on the chair as he started the sewing machine. He slowly started to sew the ruined parts of the bowtie. Blaine watched him with wide eyes. He was hoping that it would be okay. About ten minutes had passed before Kurt finished up. He turned off the sewing machine and handed Blaine the bowtie.

‘'And you can wash it without ruining it.‘' Kurt smiled and looked up at Blaine. Blaine grabbed the bowtie slowly and looked at it.

‘' Wow, you are talented. ‘' Blaine smiled and looked down at Kurt.

‘' Thanks. ‘' Kurt smiled and got up. He walked over to his bed and Blaine just looked down at his bowtie. He let out a soft sigh of relief when he realized that it was fixed. He turned around to Kurt and looked at him with a smile.

“Are you just gonna stand there or sit down with me?” Kurt asked raising his eyebrows. He was smiling and Blaine still couldn't handle how beautiful he was. He blushed as he shook himself out of his thoughts. He slowly sat down next to Kurt on the bed.

“Do-Do you have the book? “ Blaine stuttered out. He cursed himself for stuttering again as Blaine considered stuttering bad manners. Kurt nodded, grabbing his bag to pull out the book and a piece of paper.

“Wouldn't you rather do this on the computer? It's easier that way.” Blaine hesitantly added as he watched Kurt looking for a pen. Kurt smiled, looking at Blaine like he was about to laugh.

“I know that, silly, but I don't know. It feels like with all the technology going around nowadays, writing is a lost art. I prefer to write with a pen and paper. That, and I love my handwriting.” Kurt said with a smile as he looked down at the paper. Blaine just stared at him because he felt like Kurt could be deep and amazing, and perfect, and…

Blaine quickly snapped out of his thoughts when he noticed that Kurt was calling his name and glaring at him. Blaine shook his head quickly and apologized.

“I said, you can't tell anyone I said that. It's lame and wouldn't want others knwoing.” Kurt said and looked back at his paper. Blaine nodded slowly, staring at Kurt.

“So? Are you gonna help me or just stare at me?” Kurt asked with a grin. Blaine blushed deeply at the remark. Kurt noticed Blaine's blush, making Blaine feel embarrassed. Blaine felt like Kurt might think he is a creep. He quickly looked down at the book.

‘'Have you read it?‘' Blaine asked, looking at Kurt with one of his triangle eyebrows raised. Kurt nodded and opened the book. He flipped through the pages, holding up a page as he quietly sang a little tune. Blaine looked at him slowly.

‘'Do you sing? You should join glee club! You will love it there. And I think you would be amazing. You do sing, right? Your voice sounds great from what little I've heard.‘' Blaine smiled brightly and his eyes widened as he looked at Kurt excitedly. Kurt furrowed his eyebrows and stared at Blaine.

‘'Are you insane? I don't sing. At all. It was just a tiny tune. Don't get too excited, puppy. And I wouldn't join glee club, like ever.‘' Kurt looked back at his book. Blaine's smile faded and he just ducked his head. He felt stupid because of how excited he always got.

‘'Sorry.‘' He bit his lip and rubbed the back of his neck.

‘'Why? You did nothing wrong.‘' Kurt looked at him with a soft smile. Blaine slowly looked at him and nodded hesitantly. Kurt somehow made Blaine feel a little better about himself.

‘'Okay.‘' Blaine smiled and cleared his throat. ‘'Let's start with explaining who the characters are and how they appear to be.'' He felt rather nervous to help Kurt because he didn't want him to get an F because of his own stupidity. Blaine knew he was smart and all that, but he always felt like he would make a mistake sooner or later and ruin everything.

‘'Explaining, okay.‘' Kurt wrote down the suggestions Blaine gave him on a notebook.

‘'And then write about how the story forms, try to be more developed with the grammar. Try using harder words. Write when, how, why and what happened in the story. How do the characters belong in the story? What's the meaning behind it? What do you think of the story? Do you relate to the characters? How, why? Try to answer those questions when you write down your essay of the book.‘' Blaine pulled out his book out of his bag and he pulled out a laptop. He turned it on and started to answer the questions along with Kurt.

‘' What if I don't relate to the characters? ‘' Kurt looked at Blaine with a raised eyebrow.

‘' Then try to explain how you think they feel, how you believe they are handling everything in their lives. ‘' Blaine smiled and flipped through his book. Kurt nodded slowly and smiled at Blaine with a soft expression on his face.

‘' Okay, I can do that. ‘' Kurt looked down at his book and they began to study. Their arms touched as they moved around to get into comfortable positions. When Kurt's arm was pressed against Blaine's, he felt giddy. The touch made him feel butterflies in his stomach and he didn't want the day to end. It was relaxing and he felt comfortable around Kurt.

They finished up after an hour, both feeling exhausted from all the studying. But they managed to finish the entire essay. Kurt sat up and looked at Blaine with a smile.

‘'All done. Thanks, Blaine.‘' Kurt patted Blaine's arm and got up. Blaine just nodded quickly.

‘'You're welcome.'' He shoved his laptop back into his bag along with his book. He got up and cleared his throat.

‘'I should probably go home.‘' Blaine said quietly. He didn't' want to go home though.

‘'Hey, no. We had a deal. You are having dinner with us. I make amazing pasta.‘' Kurt grinned and skipped out of his room. Blaine laughed quietly and followed him. How could he possibly be so cute?

They walked down the stairs together without saying a word. Kurt walked into the living room where Burt was sitting and watching a football game on TV.

‘'Dad, I'm making  dinner now, okay? Blaine is joining us.‘' Kurt said and slowly turned to make an exit out of the living room.

‘'Is this the Dallas Cowboys against the New York Giants?‘' Blaine asked while looking at the TV. He then looked at Burt, who stared at him. Kurt stared at him as well.

‘'You know football?‘' Burt raised an eyebrow and he pointed at the TV with a small gesture of his pointy finger. Blaine nodded and then shrugged.

‘'Yeah, my father had me watch with him when I was younger. I grep to like football.''

‘'Way to break the stereotype.'' Kurt grinned and punched Blaine's shoulder gently. Blaine just let out a small laugh.

‘Want to watch it with me? ‘' Burt said, raising his eyebrow at Blaine. Blaine just shrugged lightly and looked at Kurt.

‘'I'm a guest here, I don't want to be rude by leaving Kurt alone.‘' Blaine said, rubbing his arm gently.

‘'Oh, it's fine. I make dinner quicker when I'm alone. Beside, I'm not really a fan of football so my dad will have some company.‘' Kurt added with a smile and left the room.

Blaine cleared his throat and hesitantly sat down next to Burt, finding himself afraid of him. Burt just let out a soft laugh.

‘'You can relax, Blaine. I won't hurt you or anything.‘' He patted Blaine's arm and looked back at the TV. ‘'Who are you rooting for?‘'

‘'Dallas Cowboys.‘' Blaine answered and shrugged. He hoped that he was rooting for the same team as Burt. He wanted to impress him for some reason.

‘'Good.‘' Burt clapped his hands together with a smile. Blaine quickly smiled and watched the game. One of the Cowboys got tackled and Burt let out a groan

of frustration.

‘'He should have done the side straddle drill at that point. He was so close.‘' Blaine said and leaned back against the couch. He was feeling more comfortable than he had at the beginning.

‘'Yeah. The Giants defense is going to be rough on the Cowboys.‘' Burt sighed and took a sip from his beer bottle.

‘'Doesn't the referee see it?‘' Blaine looked at Burt with a raised eyebrow. He sort of missed this kind of talk with his father. He doesn't do anything with him anymore so Blaine really cherished this moment.

‘'Yeah, but I think he is ignoring it.‘' Burt shook his head slowly and sighed quietly. Blaine just nodded and looked back at the TV.

Half an hour later, Kurt called for them. They got up and walked into the kitchen. Kurt had prepared Fettucine Alfredo with garlic bread. It smelled amazing.

‘'How did the game go?‘' Kurt asked as everyone sat down at the dinner table.

‘'We're in the lead by three points.‘' Burt said with a smile as he grabbed a full spoon of pasta and put it on his plate.

‘'That's great. Did you have fun watching it, Blaine?‘' Kurt looked at Blaine with a smile.

‘'Yeah, I did.‘' Blaine smiled back and put some pasta on his own plate after Kurt did.

‘'How long have you two been friends? Kurt hasn't mentioned you before.‘' Burt said as he looked at Blaine. He twirled his fork around the pasta and shoved it into his mouth.

‘'Uh, we… Well, I'm new at school. I started yesterday.‘' Blaine cleared his throat and grabbed some garlic bread.

‘'In the middle of the term? Why?'' Burt raised an eyebrow. Kurt looked at Blaine as he chewed his food.

‘'My parents had to move here, so I had to move to a different school.'' Blaine took a small bite off the bread and chewed. Burt nodded and continued eating.

‘'Where is Carole?‘' Kurt asked and looked over at Burt.

‘'She had to stay a little longer at the hospital. How about Finn?‘'

‘'He had football practice.‘' Kurt said and looked down at his plate.

‘'Finn Hudson? He is in glee club.‘' Blaine raised an eyebrow.

‘'Yeah, I know. He is my step-brother, after all.‘' Kurt smiled at Blaine and shrugged. Blaine's eyes widened quickly.

‘'What? I didn't know that. He is quite different than the other jocks.‘' Blaine mumbled, unsure if that was the right

thing to say.

‘'I know. He is much nicer than all of them together. But I'm not too fond of his girlfriend.'' Kurt rolled his eyes. Blaine let out a quiet laugh. Really, who other than Finn is fond of Rachel?

‘'Kurt, you are supposed to be nice to her.‘' Burt added and sighed quietly.

‘'Come on, dad, you know that she is annoying.‘' Kurt grinned at Burt, who let out a quiet chuckle.

‘'Doesn't matter. Finn likes her and so does Carole.‘' Burt cleared his throat and took a sip from his water. Kurt bit his lip and smiled. Blaine ducked his head, feeling happy.

They finished up dinner and Burt had to go back to his shop. Blaine helped Kurt with the dishes.

‘'Want a ride home?‘' Kurt asked Blaine as he handed Blaine the dishes. Blaine put the dirty plates into the dishwasher and shook his head.

‘'No, it's okay.‘' He smiled. ‘'I can walk.‘'

‘'You sure?‘' Kurt wiped his hands with a cloth and looked at Blaine.

‘'Yeah, I'm sure. Thank you for dinner. It was amazing.'' Blaine rubbed his stomach. He felt rather stuffed with delicious pasta though he wasn't really complaining. Kurt beamed over the compliment and nodded.

‘'You are very welcome. Let me walk you to the door.‘' Kurt's friendliness shocked Blaine because this was not the Kurt he knew at school. He was different, he was kindhearted. He was beyond all of Blaine's belief of humanity.

Kurt opened the door for him and leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. He watched Blaine pull on his jacket and grab his bag.

‘' Thanks again for dinner. ‘' Blaine said blissfully. Kurt let out a soft chuckle and nodded.

‘' Thanks for helping me with the homework. ‘' He looked at Blaine with a happy expression. His eyes were sparkling as he smiled and his cheeks were flushed. It made Blaine feel unstable, like he could just fall into Kurt's arms.

They said their goodbyes and Blaine made his way to his own house. It wasn't far from Kurt's house. He made it home safely and thankfully, his father wasn't home. So Blaine went upstairs and fell asleep.