After that night, Kurt quicly became part of Blaines life - such a consistent part of his life that he couldnt seem to stop thinking of him, whenever he was and whatever he was doing. His lack of attention in class started getting worse and worse, until he started having real issues with some subjects. When his teachers informed his parents of his current situation, Celia and James Anderson had to admit their son had an actual problem, and they had to do something about it. So they sent him into therapy, which didnt really help because Blaine had feelings for this imaginary boy, and nobody really understood it.  He tried explaining it to mrs Kings, his therapist, but he only managed to weird her out, and to get sent to another doctor who apparently was famous all over the country for his studies in psychotherapy, but didnt succeed in finding out what was wrong with him either.

Over the years Blaine kept changing therapists, but after his first experiences he just stopped trying to explain what he felt for that peculiar boy who by then had begun to come visit him every night.  After all, it was only a figment of his imagination. Blaine himself had to remind himself that he wasnt real, every now and then. He didnt even have a name - it was the curly-headed teen that called him Kurt.

They spent most of the time just talking - Kurt would tell him about his world, a perfect place populated by the weirdest creatures, and then ask Blaine about his.  That was what made the boy realize he didnt really have anything  to tell him, since hed always spent most of his life hidden in his room, and then he started wishing he had more things to talk about, and initiated going out more and even making some friends, just to make the guy he considered the love of his life happy. Kurt would chuckle after hearing Blaine telling about  the troubles some mates of his ended up getting in so often, especially Sam Evans and Noah Puckerman, who apparently were the only ones who didnt find him too weird  and genuinely enjoyed hanging out with him. Sam, in particular, was the one Blaine liked the most: he was always really kind and even though he wasnt so brilliant, always managed to make him smile with his silly impressions. Hadnt it been for Kurt, Blaine was almost sure he would have developed a crush on him: after all he was handsome, with his  long blond hair and those big lips of his that somehow looked good on his face, and well, he also had a nice body. Most of the girls considered Noah very attractive too, but Blaine wasnt really into the bad guy look. Anyway, the two guys were both in Glee club, so Blaine ended up joining too,  and that gave him enough  funny anecdotes for a lifetime. Those were his favourites, because they were the ones Kurt enjoyed the most: while the teen talked, he wouldnt stop giggling and asking questions, especially about the songs the guys performed. Sometimes he would ask Blaine to sing for him.

Blaine loved spending time with Kurt, but lately the more he did, the sadder he got. He realized that the ethereal boy could never actually be part of his life, and that hurt. A lot. Sometimes he would cry and wonder if maybe he should go back to have no friends  and shelter in his world as often as possible. He felt like he was betraying his personal dream. But everytime he had a breakdown, Kurt would come to him and reassure him, and even though of course he couldnt touch him, Blaine swore he could feel his arms around him.

In the end, Kurt represented a turning point in Blaines life, in every sense. He would always be there when he needed him, to encourage and give him enough strenght to face whatever problems were hunting him. He was the reason Blaine stopped being completely apart from the rest of the world, and eventually, his parents let him give up his theurapetic sessions. Thanks to Kurt, there were times when his life looked almost normal.

"And 5, 6, 7, 8... hands up and clap clap clap! Hands down , turn around, littlejump.... yeah, yeah, good job guys!" Mr Schuester wiped the sweat off his brow with a handkerchief while he continued watching the members of New Directions rehearse the coreography for sectionals on the stage of the McKinley High School auditorium. They were all doing great, at least until Quinn tripped over Arties wheelchair and caused Santana to fall. She didnt hurt herself, fortunately, but the small accident was followed by five minutes of total mess in which everyone desperately tried to keep her away from Quinn while the cheerleader shouted something in Spanish. Blaine wanted to know what cosas malas exactly meant, but he knew it wasnt exactly the time to ask her. When she finally calmed down, they all went back to rehearsals like nothing happened: that was how things worked in Glee club, where they were all perfectly fine with insanity. For a second, Blaine thought that if he told them about his fantasies, they wouldnt judge him, but then he let go of that thought. Nobody ever accepted him with all his peculiarities. He sighed, and that caught Sams attention.

"Hey man, whats wrong?" he asked.

"Uh?" Blaine blinked a couple of times before coming back to reality. "Oh, mmh, nothing. Im just, erm... tired. Im not really used to... well, this."

"I feel you, bro. Rehearsals before competitions are the worst for my back muscles." He smiled.

Maybe hes the right person to talk to. You could try and open up with him. After all, hes your best friend. Blaine thought. He took a deep breath.

"Yeah, actually, theres something else thats kind of bothering me... I was just think-"

"Sam, Blaine, would you please stop chattering and stay focused on your steps? Follow my lead, please."  Schuester reproved them. Blaine just nodded at him and shutted his mouth, remaining silent for the rest of the afternoon.

"See you tomorrow!" was all he said to Sam before going home.

So much for opening up.