Blaine was up around noon the next afternoon, and if it weren't for his alarm going off, he probably would have slept all day. He groaned as he got out of bed and made his way to the shower. He had work at two, and was feeling completely unmotivated to go. While he got ready, Blaine turned his iPod on, plugged it into his speakers, and decided to play his "angry playlist". (Yes, Blaine has an angry playlist. Though the angriest music on it is some form of pop punk. Because let's face it, Blaine can't get that angry.) Though he wasn't even feeling bad, he needed something to motivate him to get out of bed.

He sang along with his music as he got dressed and put his shoes on and grabbed his iPod as he left his room and headed out the door. Thankfully, work wasn't that busy and he spent the majority of his shift just cleaning, zoning out and thinking of all of the things he and Cooper could do when he got to town. His brother had only come to visit him in New York once, so he was excited to show him all of the new places he had found since his last visit.

An hour before Blaine's shift was over, he was making drinks for a couple when he saw two more people walk in the door. He glanced up and when he did, he almost dropped the cup he was holding.

Holy shit.

He knew that face. He had only seen that face once, but it had been permanently burned into his memory as a reminder of what he couldn't have. Hayden, of all people, was walking into his work. Blaine wanted to scream. He wanted to throw the drink and storm into the back room. His work had been his sacred place. Kurt and Rachel had never brought Hayden with them, and Blaine liked it that way. His work was his place where he met and got to know Kurt and Rachel. It was special to him, and now it was ruined.

He wasn't alone, either.

Thankfully, Hayden was too busy looking up at the menu on the wall to notice that Blaine had been staring at him while he made the drinks. Hayden was standing side by side with another boy, a shorter blonde slender boy with long hair. And they were holding hands.

Had Rachel lied? Had Kurt and Hayden broken up? Or…

Blaine's thoughts were cut short when Hayden finally seemed to realize that somebody was watching him. His eyes met Blaine's, and at first they widened in surprise, then they narrowed in anger as he watched him.

Finally, Hayden and the other boy were ready to order and of course Blaine's manager was still on her break. He took a deep breath and walked over to the counter. "What can I get you?"

"Just two nonfat mochas," Hayden replied coolly, and Blaine cringed. That was Kurt's coffee order. Now he had officially ruined everything.

Blaine took his money and gave him his change and started to make the drinks. Hayden quietly told the other boy, whose name Blaine didn't catch, to sit down while he waited for their drinks. Blaine's heart pounded loud in his ears as he made their drinks. Hayden was the last person in the world he wanted to see, not only because he was Kurt's boyfriend, but because he knew that they had kissed and he was glaring daggers into his back.

Blaine set the cups down on the counter and he hoped that would be the end of it. But instead of grabbing the drinks, Hayden managed to lean forward and grab Blaine's wrist, stopping him from turning around. Blaine looked up into his eyes, which were narrowed. He grinned, "Hey, Blaine."

Blaine tried to act like he wasn't freaking out on the inside and silently wondered where his manager was and why she wasn't seeing what was going on from the camera in the back. "Uh… hey."

Hayden looked him up and down, "You talk to Kurt lately?"

Blaine's brows furrowed in confusion, "No…"

He smiled, as if he were proud of himself, "Good. If you lay another finger on my boyfriend, I swear to God, you're fucking dead."

Blaine swallowed hard and tried to act tough, his tone sarcastic, "Right…"

"I mean it," Hayden hissed, his grip tightening, "Okay?"

At that, Blaine nodded, "Fine."

He turned his head to look at the blonde boy waiting for him on the other end of the coffee shop then looked back at Blaine, "He's cute, right?" Blaine raised an eyebrow in confusion then sighed in relief as Hayden's grip loosened. Just as he was about to pull away though, he leaned forward ahain, right in Blaine's face, "Kurt doesn't need to hear about me coming in here with my… friend, okay?"

Blaine's eyes widened, finally understanding, "What-"

"Not a word, or else," Hayden said through clenched teeth, to which Blaine just nodded. Finally, he let go of his wrist and clapped him on his shoulder before walking away, "Thanks, buddy."

While Blaine leaned back against the counter, having a mini panic attack, Hayden walked over to the table with their coffee and sat down with the blonde boy, smiling as if nothing had happened. When he finally trusted himself to stand on his own, Blaine returned to the front counter, where he nervously started to straighten things up, hands shaking. Hayden shot him a quick glance before leaning forward to kiss the boy hard, making sure he saw.

Oh, fuck.

Blaine looked down, trying to keep himself busy so he didn't freak out.

He's cheating on Kurt, he's cheating on Kurt.

He wanted so badly for his manager to emerge from the back room so he could ask her if he could leave early with a lame family emergency excuse. He just needed to get the fuck out of there before he exploded. He couldn't help but wonder how long it had been going on.

What if he's only doing it to get back at him for kissing you? What if this is your fault?

Blaine managed to keep himself busy for another fifteen minutes, trying not to look up at Hayden who was probably giving him death glares from across the room. Finally, he heard people getting up out of their chairs and he glanced up to see them leaving. Hayden shot a smirk in Blaine's direction, "See you around, Blaine."

At that, it took every little bit of strength for Blaine not to slide to the floor. Thankfully, as they walked out, his manager emerged from the back room. She must have seen Blaine's face because her eyes widened and she rushed over to where he was standing, "Hey, are you okay?"

Blaine glanced up, "What?"

"You look sick… Your face is really pale. Are you okay?" She asked again, concerned. She obviously hadn't been watching the camera.

"I guess I am feeling kind of sick," Blaine lied, running his hand through his hair.

"Go ahead and go home early," She said, "You only have thirty minutes left anyway…"

Blaine nodded, headed to the back room to grab his things, and then was walking quickly out the door. The entire way home, he was freaking out, trying to figure out what to do. Kurt probably wouldn't believe him, let alone answer the phone if he called. He figured he could try calling Rachel, but she had been acting weird the day before and he really didn't want to drag her into things…

Blaine was beyond relieved when he walked in the door of his apartment to find Trent sitting at the kitchen table doing homework. He glanced up when Blaine walked in and had to do a double take when he saw his face. "Dude are you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost," He said, putting his pen down.

Blaine shook his head, "I have no idea what's going on."

Trent raised an eyebrow, then kicked out the chair across from him for Blaine to sit in, "Care to explain?"

Blaine sat down and put his head on the table for a moment, breathing deep and trying to calm down. When he decided that he was okay to talk, he sat back up slowly, "Hayden came in to my work today."

"And should I know who Hayden is?" Trent asked, confused.

"Kurt's boyfriend," He choked out.

"No fucking way," Trent's eyes were wide, "Did he recognize you?"

Blaine nodded, "Oh yeah."

"What happened?"

"He asked me if I had talked to Kurt lately and when I said no he looked all pleased with himself. And then he told me he'd kill me if I ever touched Kurt again…"

"Jesus," Trent breathed out, "Isn't that a little overboard?"

Blaine managed to choke out a laugh, "That's not the worst part…" Trent looked at him, waiting for him to go on. He sighed, "He came in with another guy. And they were holding hands… And then they kissed."

"Holy shit…"

Blaine nodded, "Yup. So, he's cheating on Kurt, and it's probably my fault."

"Why do you say that?" Trent asked, leaning forward.

"I'm sure he's only doing it to get back at him…"

He shrugged, "Or maybe he's just a dick, and he has been cheating on him for a while."

"Well either way," Blaine said, "What am I supposed to do?"

"You don't think Kurt would believe you?" Trent asked.

"God no," Blaine replied, "If he didn't have the decency to tell me that he was still with Hayden, why would he believe me when I tell him that he's cheating on him?"

Trent shrugged, "It's worth a shot… I mean, if you want to get involved…"

Blaine spent the rest of the afternoon and evening trying to figure out how to break the news to Kurt. As much as he didn't want to get involved, he knew it was the right thing to do to tell him. Because that's what a friend would do, right? The thought of calling Kurt absolutely terrified him though. They hadn't talked in almost a month, and now their first time talking again was because Kurt's boyfriend was cheating on him.

He thought about calling Rachel first. He did have her number, after all, but he didn't want to drag her into a mess, too. That, and he figured she'd hear about it eventually. It was about nine when Blaine finally decided that he should call Kurt and he hoped that he didn't have class in the morning.

Blaine toyed with his phone, Kurt's contact open, and took a deep breath before hitting the call button. It rang once, twice, three times, and Blaine was just about to hang up when someone answered the phone. It was quiet for a second before, "Hello?"

Blaine's heartbeat quickened at Kurt's voice. "Hey, Kurt."

He was quiet on the other line for a moment, "Who is this?"

Holy shit, he actually deleted your number.

"Uh…" Blaine cleared his throat, "It's Blaine." He wasn't sure if Kurt hung up because it was instantly silent on the other end. "H-hello?"

"Yeah, hey," Kurt said quickly and Blaine could hear a door closing in the background.

"Uh…" Everything that Blaine had planned on saying went out the window. He attempted to find something to say, "I sort of need to talk to you… Are you free?"

"Yeah…" Kurt said carefully, "What's up?"

Blaine sighed, "Well, Uhm… I kind of wish I was calling about something good but…"

"Blaine, what's going on?" Kurt asked when he trailed off.

"Look, if I tell you this, can you promise not to be mad at me?" Blaine asked, nervous.

"Yeah, sure. What is it?" Kurt replied, oblivious.

He took a deep breath, "So… Your boyfriend came in to my work today…"

"He did?" Kurt asked, surprised. Hayden had told him that he had a lot of homework to do and couldn't hang out. Odd.

"And, uh… He was with someone," Blaine was practically shaking because he was so nervous, "Look, Kurt, I don't want to be the person to tell you this, but I think he's cheating on you."

"You think what?" Kurt asked voice high.

Blaine swallowed hard, hoping the phone call didn't end badly, "He came in with someone else, and he kissed him…"

Kurt didn't want to believe it. "How am I supposed to believe you? How do I know you're not just saying this because you're jealous?" After he said it, he felt like an asshole, but he refused to believe it was true.

"I'm not trying to get in the middle of things," Blaine assured, "I just figured you deserved to know…"

Kurt sighed. He didn't want to be rude. He didn't want to hurt Blaine any more, but he couldn't deal with it, "It was good talking to you, Blaine."

"Kurt wait-" Blaine tried to stop him from hanging up, but it was too late.

Well, that went great…