Blaine kissed Rachel. Blaine kissed Rachel, then ate her face for the rest of her party. It really was hard to grasp. All I know is that Im pissed at him for thinking I really was like Karofsky, and not understanding my feelings. Maybe I was, but I hope not. I never pushed him into lockers, I never slushied him, or force kissed him. I only tried to make him see that he was gay… Maybe it was for my personal gain, but I dont want to keep crushing on straight guys! Im like a girl who keeps crushing on gay guys, its annoying! ( That came out self-centered, but Im not, I promise!)

So that was my inner monologue that started happening during Warbler practice, when I decided to take a peek around the room to see whose pair of eyes were on me, and it was Blaines. Not very surprising there. Since we had the talk about me liking him, hes looked at me with such sadness in his eyes. Ive been thinking it was along the eyes of him pitying me. My stomach churns at the thought.

And then, in the middle of Warblers practice, while Wes was talking, my phone went off to the song "Fondue For Two". Suffice to say that it was humiliating.

Wes looked at me with a raised eyebrow and silently asked me to answer it. Suffice to say, again, my face was redder then the Christmas decorations still up.

Once I saw it was Brittany, I knew something had to be up. She may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but she knew when it was okay to call me, and when it wasnt.

"Hey Kurtsie." Brittany said loudly. Maybe it wasnt that loud in hindsight, but my volume was turned all the way up, and since you could hear a pin drop in the room, I knew all the Warblers heard it too.

"Hey boo, whats up?" I asked her, rapidly forgetting that this wasnt a room full of my McKinley friends, and they didnt know about my relationship with Brittany, and how I called her boo. And Mercedes.

"I miss you, and wanted to say hi because I was in the area. So where are you?"

"Wait, youre at Dalton?!" I asked her, standing up so fast I got whiplash.

"Yeah. Didnt I tell you that already? Well, I am incase you forgot, and I want to find you! Where are you?!"

After telling her the room number and floor, I hang up. After looking around the room, I know I have some explaining to do, but I decided to wait for Brittany to come. Our handshake is weird, even though it really isnt a handshake, so itd just be easier to explain everything at once… With some back-up.

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(BLAINES THOUGHTS)

Who was that on the phone? Kurt said that he didnt believe in guys who were gay to become bi, or straight, so why was a girl being called boo? Did Kurt find a girlfriend?

Wait, maybe that was a guy on the phone!

Puh-uh-lease. I know Kurt and some other guys have high voices, but they arent that high.

Fine then. Lets just wait to find out.

I push down the green monster I refused to call jealousy, and waited until we could sort this whole thing out. Hopefully, without finding out Kurts taken.

(Five minutes later; Kurt POV):

I finally see Brittany walk through the door, and I jump up off the couch and run towards her. As soon as she is close enough to me, she jumps up into my arms and I catch her.

Thank you Sue Sylvester for making my arms show the strength working in my dads shop has given me.

She then starts to kiss my face. (And she knows Im ticklish). I soon remember that Im not in a room full of people who know Brittany and her antics, and why we just did what we did.

I turn around and look at the shell-shocked faces of the Warblers, and the one face I try to see isnt there.

I hear a door slam and know that it was Blaine, and even though Im embarrassed because of him and a bit mad at him, I cant bring myself to not worry about him.

After putting Brittany down and pushing through the crowd of Warblers waiting to ask me questions, and some already doing so, I run through the door and after Blaine.

(Blaine POV):

I run through the door even though I cant see through the tears in my eyes.

Kurts taken. Gone. I cant have him. Him and whatever-her-name-is will grow up, get married, and have beautiful babies that have the most breathtaking ivory skin and amazing singing voices.

I never knew that the thought of Kurt being with someone else would make me want him that much more. I never knew it was possible to want him more.

Sure, when I first saw the spy that tapped me on my shoulder I thought he was cute. Hot, even. And sure, after hearing his story I may have developed a hero complex. And sure, I drove two hours for a guy I just met, but couldnt be with.

Why?

It was because he had it so mush worse then me, and a year later was when I finally believed I could finally get into a relationship with someone. Hell, when I met him, he was still going through it. I helped him through it, and he is still feeling the ramifications. I couldnt push him and then lose him. So I met a guy that was gay that didnt go to my school so it wouldnt be weird when we inevitably broke up so I could be with Kurt.

Yeah, I know Im stupid, but… I dont know. Something about being in Kurts presence makes the most random shit come out of my mouth.

Like saying you dont want to mess this up and making Kurt believe that your feelings toward him were completely platonic.

Even I agree with the other part of you. Blaine, youre an idiot. Youre in love with the guy, yet sing a song that basically says youre horny and want to screw another guy. Nice job.

I see what appears to be the blurry version of the inside of dorm house, and I rush to the end of the hall and fish my key out of the pocket. After trying unsuccessfully to get the key into the actual key whole multiple times, a ivory hand is placed on my arm.

I know whom it belongs to, yet I cant find the energy to run away from him again.

He has a girlfriend. You dont have a shot with him anymore.

It shouldnt bother me as much as it does. Im supposed to be his best friend, nothing more.

Yet, with the way I treated him, I wouldnt be surprised if he never wanted to see me again.

Yet he chased you around Dalton after everything has happened.

I see Kurt opening the door with my key (when had he taken my key out of my hand?) and after pocketing it, he takes my arm and pulls me towards the bed. He then proceeds to cuddle me like we do while watching Disney movies and lets me sob into his shirt. (Which is a completely un-Kurt like thing. Even if its apart of a uniform which he hates, its still a clothing article of his, and hes crazy about them.)

After what seems like forever, my sobs turn into sniffles, and I know Kurts going to ask what this whole thing was.

I also knew I had to tell him the truth.