Blaine Anderson sat with his girlfriend, Valerie, at a table in the library, her face lighting up enthusiastically as she talked passionately and made gestures with her hands as emphasis. 

Blaine tried to stay focused on what she was saying, because he was genuinely interested, but he was completely exhausted from all the work he had to do the night before. Homework didn't just do itself. 

Something Valerie said stuck out in the flurry of her one-sided conversation. "I wholeheartedly support gay rights. I personally think its unfair that kids get bullied because of who they love. It's not like they chose to be the way they are." 

This being said, Blaine had no idea what to reply. In the beginning, he honestly did like Val, but later on in the relationship, he started discovering things about himself. 

Like the fact that he was gay. 

Blaine wasn't using Valerie as a beard at all. He loved her, but wasn't in love with her like he wished he was, but he couldn't find a way to break up with her when she was such a sweet girl that cared so much about him, and she had been his best friend since the fifth grade. 

"I think that's awesome," was all Blaine said, was all he could say, because he couldn't figure out why he was over thinking everything.

"Yeah, well, that's... That's good. Not many people do." As she said this, a porcelain-skinned boy with styled bronze hair walked into the library. He meandered lackadaisically as he went over to pick up a copy of Shakespeare's The Twelfth Night. He frowned upon seeing the worn cover and yellowing pages. Blaine hid a laugh. That's what he got for looking for a copy a day before the required reading in English. 

"Who's that?" Blaine asked, watching the boy walk from aisle to aisle. 

Valerie shrugged. "I don't know. He must be new."

The boy approached the table they were sitting at, it being the only table with an empty seat, right next to Blaine. 

"Hi. Um... Is it okay if I sit here?" the boy asked, his voice high with a slight lisp. 

Valerie grinned and instantly nodded. "Of course! I love your sweater, by the way. J Crew's new Italian sweater?"

The boy's mouth opened slightly with shock before forming a smile that made Blaine's head spin and made his stomach flutter. "A girl that knows her labels. I like you already! Kurt Hummel," he stuck his pale hand out for her to shake. 

"Valerie Matthews. Pleased to meet ya, Kurt!" she quickly stood to shake his hand. 

Kurt flashed her another dazzling smile before turning towards Blaine. "Hi," he greeted breathlessly, his eyes sparkling. 

"Hey. I'm Blaine Anderson."

A soft pink hue colored Kurt's cheeks. "I um... Uh.. Hi!"

Blaine chuckled. "You said that already."

Kurt shook his head, as if it clear his thoughts. "Ha, sorry. Nice to meet you. You have gorgeous eyes... Sorry! That was overstepping things. I'm sorry, I don't seem to have a thought processor right now, and I probably look like an idiot. I'm going to just... Shut up now."

Valerie was over to the side giggling like a maniac. She thought Kurt was absolutely ADORABLE. 

Blaine chuckled again before grabbing Kurt by the waist and sat him down in the spot next to his own. Kurt's face reddened, causing Valerie to laugh even harder. "You're so cute!" Blaine cooed, pinching Kurt's cheek teasingly, him and Valerie bursting into full-blown laughter as Kurt hid his face in his hands. 

"If this was what would happen when I came into the library, I probably would've just bought my own copy of the play!"

"Aw, don't be like that! Just know that if it was anyone else sitting here, we probably wouldn't be as friendly. We like you. And you're the most adorable thing I've ever seen!" Valerie exclaimed as she reached across the table and gave Kurt a tight hug. 

"You're going to wrinkle my shirt!" Kurt protested, but awkwardly wrapped his arms around the small blonde-haired girl. 

When she pulled away, Blaine quickly wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and pulled him extra close. "Val! He's mine!" By now, Kurt looked like he was going to pass out, and Valerie couldn't breathe from laughing so hard. 

After Blaine and Valerie decided to stop teasing their "new munchkin", the three talked about anything and everything. He talked with Valerie about new shoes and hair products and talked to Blaine about movies, books, and music. 

As Blaine and Kurt were talking, Kurt meekly reached up to brush a curl off of Blaine's forehead, blushing profusely when he didn't flinch or pull away, but leaned into the touch. 

Valerie watched them thoughtfully, a smile gracing her face. Sure, she cared about Blaine, but she didn't look at him the way Kurt did, and they'd been dating for two months. She also sort of had her suspicions, especially when he would he would lean over and read Vogue over her shoulder, or when she noticed the Munro Chambers poster hanging in his room. She'd just wait for him to make up his mind about his sexuality and break up with her, and she'd just smile because she wanted him to be happy. It was weird, but she didn't mind at all. 

"So, any boyfriend?" Valerie asked casually, pulling Kurt out of his trance, but Blaine's hazel eyes were still focused on the porcelain boy's face. 

Kurt looked at her curiously, confusing her before it dawned on her. "Oh! I have an impeccable gaydar. I'm all about gay rights, and my cousin's lesbian. I hope you aren't offended or anything..." 

The boy offered her a smile. "Of course not! Besides, I'm pretty sure my high-heeled boots and bedazzled leg warmers give it away, plus my Mickey Mouse-pitched voice.  But to answer your question, no. There aren't very many gay men in Ohio, so no boyfriend." 

Yet, Valerie's smirk implied. She snuck a glance at Blaine to see he was still awestruck by Kurt's flawless face, his own gently encased by Kurt's delicate hands. 

After a moment of awkward silence, Kurt rose from his seat, releasing his hold on Blaine quickly after realizing what he was doing. "Well, this has been amazing, but I have to get home before my stepbrother freaks out because I haven't made him toast."

"Little brother?" Val guessed.

"Big brother," Kurt corrected. 

Her soprano voice chimed a sweet laugh. Before Kurt could walk away, she shoved her Hello Kitty-clad iPhone into his hands. He raised an eyebrow at this. "Don't judge! Just put your number in. We should go shopping this weekend," she urged him. He chuckled, but obliged. 

"Bye, Valerie, bye Blaine!" his gaze was loving and lingering on Blaine as he called his goodbye and he exited the library. 

Blaine's gaze followed Kurt out the library, his arms missing the way Kurt's slender waist was warm and so soft in his arms, or the way his smooth hands caressed his face. He knew it was wrong for him to feel like that, especially when he had a girlfriend, but he just did. 

Valerie laughed yet again as Blaine subconsciously pushed his curls off his forehead. 

-XxX-

As Blaine drove Valerie home, he stopped in front of her house and sighed. "Val... I... I'm breaking up with you." 

To his surprise, Valerie broke into a huge grin. "I was kind of expecting this... But this has to do with Kurt, I just know it! Yay!" 

Blaine's face went from confused to shocked. "Wait, you're not mad that I'm breaking up with you?" 

Valerie smiled again and shook her head. "Not at all. If there's a chance for you to be happy and loved, I'm not going to hold you back. Besides, you're my best friend, and we wouldn't have that anymore if we ever broke up over an argument or something. And just to let you know, I wouldn't hand you off to just anyone, but I KNOW that Kurt is going to be so in love with you just by the way he looked at you in the library. And he's super cute. And he'd be an awesome shopping buddy." 

"Well, that's kind of pushing it. I'm still trying to get it through my head that I'm gay, so adding an insanely gorgeous boy into the mix makes things a little more complicated." 

Valerie reached over and teasingly pinched his cheek. "Aw! You think he's gorgeous!" 

Blaine's cheeks flamed a bright red. "So? That's beyond the point!" 

"Don't shun away the possibility of falling in love with him, too." 

Blaine sighed. "I won't. I'm... I'm glad that even if nobody else supports me, you will." 

"Always. And Kurt will, too." 

Blaine rolled his eyes at her teasingly. "Valerie Clara Matthews, drop it or I'm never asking him out." 

"Fine. Just one more jab?" 

"One more." 

"You need to make your googly eyes less obvious." 

"I'll try." 

"No you won't." 

"Nope, I won't." 

"Good. He makes googly eyes at you, too."

"Val, that was your last jab." 

"Fine! ... Blaine?"

Sigh. "Yes, Valerie?"

"He has a thing for curly hair. I think you need to stop wearing so much gel in them and keep them all wild and stuff."