Their sudden relationship scared Kurt, to be honest. They went from competitive co-workers, who were friendly with each other, to whatever this is. Kurt doesn't know what this is. That is the main reason why Kurt is watching Blaine.

Kurt sat at his desk pretending to do work. He usually was a hard worker, he was extremely organized, and dedicated to his work, but lately he's just been so caught up with life. He stared down at his messy work space, papers scattered around the desk, none of them labeled or in order. He tapped his pen that he was not using and pressed it against his pursed lips. He looked across the office, his eyes landing on Blaine. Blaine looked up, feeling Kurt's stare, and smiled. Kurt smiled back, playfully rolling his eyes to emphasize how bored he is.

Blaine dramatically turned his hand into a gun and acted as if he shot himself. Kurt covered his mouth and trapped the laugh that threatened to come out of his mouth. Everyone else in the office was completely quiet and hard at work. Kurt looked around at his lower ranked co-workers and sighed looking down at his own work papers.

Okay, I can do this. Focus Kurt focus. Kurt thought shuffling his papers into one pile. He read the first few lines, fully prepared to actually get some work done. He heard a cough, and completely forgot what he was reading. He snapped his head up, his eyes locking onto Blaine again. Blaine mouthed from across the room, 'Are you actually doing work?'. Kurt nodded and bit back his smile. Blaine stuck out his tongue and Kurt made an equally silly face back.

"Kurt!" His boss, Will, said slamming a thick stack of paper onto his desk. Kurt jumped his hand reaching for his heart, which was now beating out of his chest.

"Oh my, you scared me!" Kurt gasped, taking his eyes off of Blaine who was shuffling his papers to make it look like he's working.

"Sorry bout that Kurt, but you really need to get started on these files. The next customer is coming later today and I need their paper work all done." Will said.

"Okay, sir." Kurt said pulling the paper in front of him.

"Listen Kurt, you've been really unfocused lately. I want to see more work, this is a work place not a place to day dream. Leave your personal issues at home." Will said awkwardly squeezing Kurt's shoulder.

"Yes, sir." Kurt mumbled looking down.

"To keep you focused I'm giving you the new assistant, Dave. Have you met David Karofsky yet?" Will asked.

Kurt cringed, this meant he would actually have to do work. "Yeah I met him yesterday."

"Alright I'll send him over," Will said walking back towards his office, "Hey Blaine what are you doing over there?"

"Working sir!" Blaine smiled trying to conceal his lack of enthusiasm.

"As you should be." Will said dancing his way into his office and shutting the door.

"Sucks to be you, man!" Blaine laughed from across the room.

"Ha yeah thanks!" Kurt said sarcastically while flipping him off.

"That's not very nice." A deep, scruffy, voice called out from behind Kurt making Kurt jump again.

Kurt turned around and stared in shock at the big man standing there. It was that new guy Karofsky, and he was wearing a scarf.

The scarf.

The scarf was exactly the same as the scarf he saw fluttering away in the woods earlier that day.

Kurt stared at the familiar scarf. Be throat swelled and he could feel his entire body tensing up. Was the person in the woods really Karofsky? Kurt found the memory replaying in his head again. He remembered every tiny detail. The woods were abnormally quiet besides the hushed cracking of twigs under the mysterious persons feet. Kurt started to feel his chest tighten. He quickly looked across the office and locked eyes with Blaine. Blaine gave him a quizzical look.

"Er Kurt? Are you okay? I was just kidding..." Karofsky said nervously pulling up a desk chair with another giant stack of files on it.

"Um," Kurt bit his lip, could the person tormenting him be standing right in front of him? "That's a nice scarf you have there."

Dave stepped back a look of utter shock on his face. "I...uh thank you!"

Kurt looked up look at his face. Blush was spreading across his face and his hand came up to rub at the back of his neck. Was he nervous? What could possibly cause him to be nervous? He must be hiding something.

"-maybe we could stay late or bring the work out to dinner with us or-"

"Wait what?" Kurt asked has the uneasy feeling dissipated long enough for him to focus on what Karofsky was saying.

"I said that we have a lot of work to do, we are probably going to have to stay late or maybe we could go out to dinner... and er bring the work with us." Karofsky said dropping his stacks that was twice the size of Kurt's.

Kurt eyed the stacks of miscellaneous applications and client papers. He could do all of his work and Karofsky's work no problem without having to stay late. That's why he hated working with other people, he works so much better by himself.

"That won't be necessary." Kurt said sharply.

"Wha-what?" the nervous boy said in front of him, his pen slipping from his grip.

"I can do all of this work easily by myself." he informed.

"Okay..." Dave said his voice wavering with confusion. He lumbered down onto the desk chair next to Kurt. He took off his coat and scarf draping them over the back of his chair.

They got to work, neither of them looking at each other. Well at least Kurt tried to work. He was terrified. It might only be a coincident but how popular is a blue and white striped scarf? Kurt is good at multitasking, but the idea of his stalker sitting only a few feet away from him kept nagging at him. He kept finding it hard to focus but at the same time he had to focus! If he didn't get this work done he would have to spend even more time with Dave.

Questions kept coming to him. Who is Dave Karofsky. Why would he suddenly start working here. How come it is such perfect timing with whatever keeps happening to Kurt? Why would anyone even want to stalk Kurt in the first place?

He's just Kurt.

"Who are you?" Kurt asked unable to contain his thoughts.

Dave looked at him confused, "I'm Dave Karofsky, I introduced myself to you the other day..."

"No I mean, why are you suddenly working here?" Kurt asked raising his voice in annoyance.

"What? I don't know, times are hard. I just got out of college and needed a job. Why is anyone working here? Why are you working here?" Dave asked getting defensive.

"Whatever get to work, I'll be right back." Kurt snapped standing up and walking over to Blaine.

Kurt grabbed the pen out of Blaine's hand and threw it down on his desk. He grabbed Blaine's hand and pulled him up out of his chair, dragging him to the outside hallway.

"Kurt what is wrong with you?" Blaine asked rubbing his wrist after Kurt released it.

"I can't take it anymore!" Kurt shrieked.

"What is the new guy really that bad?" Blaine asked leaning against the wall.

"He has the same scarf on that I saw in the woods." Kurt said right out.

"Wait what?" Blaine asked running his hands through his dark curls.

"Karofsky was wearing the same exact scarf that I saw in the woods." Kurt explained nervously rubbing at his exposed collarbone.

"I'm sure it's not him Kurt. It was probably just a coincident." Blaine said looking right into Kurt sea foam blue eyes.

"Think about it Blaine, he started working here the same time it all started, the scarf...and I'm pretty sure he just tried asking me out."

"Oh come on Kurt that guy is not gay! Look at him, nothing screams gay at me at all."

"Stop being so stereotypical, Blaine you of all people!" Kurt whispered angrily as someone walked quickly by them.

They glared at each other in silence for a few minutes. Kurt watched as Blaine bit his lip, oh...that was extremely hot. Kurt took in a sharp breath and took a small step closer. His emotions were running wild. Wasn't he suppose to be angry at Blaine right now? Shouldn't he be scared about every thing happening in his life. Shouldn't he feel stressed?

Kurt bit back the frustrated tears that threatened to spill over. He is so confused.

"Look Kurt I'm sorry." Blaine said placing his hands on Kurt's shoulders and pulling him into a hug.

Oh God he smells so good, Kurt thought his head spinning. He shifted his head back so that he could look at Blaine. Kurt doesn't know what he is thinking but suddenly it's like he can't control himself. An invisible magnet pulls them together and Kurt is tired resisting.

Kurt eagerly presses his lips to Blaine's, wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck and forcing him to move even closer. They stumble back against the wall. Blaine tastes just as good as he smells. Their lips moving in sync. Kurt's legs feel like jelly.

Blaine pulls away and shakes his head biting his lip. "I-I can't."

Kurt unwraps his arms from around Blaine's neck and takes a step back away from Blaine. "What do you mean you can't?"

Please tell me I didn't make all this up in my head, Kurt thought. Blaine does not like him. Why would he? No one likes him. Who would like someone who is so messed up they can't even live in their own house.

"Your confused, I can tell." Blaine said gently.

Kurt shook his head no. "Blaine, I-"

"Don't get me wrong Kurt, I like you. But right now too many things are going on in your life. I'm actually worried about you. A few minutes ago you were mad at me and then you just kissed me... I'm confused." Blaine said putting his hand on Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt shrugged it off, "I'm not a teenage girl who can't control her emotions."

Kurt spun around and ran to the bathroom, he couldn't deal with all of this right now. What if Blaine is right? What if he is all alone?

"Kurt wait!" Blaine yelled after him.

"Just leave me alone Blaine." Kurt sighed.

He entered the office's bathroom and walked over to the mirror. He stared at his reflection in the glass. He bit his lip, a habit that has begun to worsen. He looked at his face, it was a light shade of red from frustration and his eyes were rimmed with red from crying.

He feels like crying again.

He sniffled while considering sitting down on the disgusting bathroom floor. The thought disappeared though when the bathroom door opened. Kurt quickly ran the sink water and splashed some on his face, trying to leave any trace of tears down the drain.

"Hey uh Kurt are you okay?" Karofsky asked walking next to Kurt.

"I'm fine." Kurt answered with a shaky voice.

"Are you sure about that? It kind of seems like you need a hug. If you want you can go home and I'll do all of our work for you." David offered.

Kurt looked up at him out of the corner of his eyes. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Why shouldn't I be nice to you?" Dave asked stepping away from the doorway and standing next to Kurt in front of the mirror.

How is he being nice? Kurt just practically snapped at him before when they were working. All he has been is rude. What Kurt really needs is to get out of this disgusting grey walled, artificial smelling bathroom and into the comfort of his own bed. But even then he couldn't do that, his house wasn't safe. If he wanted to go 'home' he would have to ask Blaine to drive him back to his apartment or catch a cab or something back to the apartment. Even then he would still have to see Blaine when Blaine got out from work and he didn't even really know where his apartment was.

"Because I'm horrible. I've been a horrible person towards you and all you've been is nice." Kurt said wiping at his eyes.

"You're not horrible. What happened? I'm sure me being terribly nice is not why you are crying." Dave asked looking at Kurt as he shook his head.

"Everything."

"Everything?"

"Everything keeps happening." Kurt said once again fighting the tears. The light above them flickered and dimmed. The light bulb would probably go out soon. Even though Kurt hated to admit it, he did not want to be in the dark bathroom all alone with Karofsky.

"You can tell me what happened. Was it that curly haired short guy?" Dave asked.

"Blaine." Kurt said his eyes looking to the detail in the tacky floor tiles.

"Blaine…what kind of name is Blaine?" Karofsky asked but his tone changed when Kurt let out a muffled sigh.

"I'm sorry Kurt, what did he do to you? I mean you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"It's complicated."

"What did he cheat on you or something?" Dave asked in an auspicious tone.

"What I- we aren't dating...we are co-workers!"

"Okay, okay calm down." David urged. "Obviously you don't want to talk right now, but if you do I'll be working."

Kurt watched as Dave left the bathroom. He sauntered over to the padded bench near the door and plopped down. He laid down on his side and curled up in a ball. He just wants this day to end…for everything to go back to normal.