The drive to Blaine's house was shorter than expected, and they spent the whole ride singing along to cheesy radio music.

"Are you thirsty or anything?" Blaine asked when they got inside.

"Um, a little."

"O-Kay...what would you like?" Blaine asked next, leading Kurt into the kitchen.

"Anything is fine," Kurt replied simply. "So...got any ideas for what we could sing?"

"No idea," Blaine said, pouring out two glasses of orange juice for Kurt and himself. "You?"

"No idea either, we're getting far." Kurt laughed.

"Well, let's go upstairs and look through my sheet music, I'm sure we can find something there."

"Okay." Kurt replied, following Blaine out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his bedroom.

The boys spent what felt like hours trying to pick the perfect song to sing together. They finally chose a song to sing and practised for around an hour, before they got bored and decided to put a DVD on and order pizza. They were lying vertically along Blaine's bed, both propped up on their elbows so that they could see the TV properly and eat at the same time.

"So, tell me something about you." Blaine said all of a sudden.

"Um, okay. What do you wanna know?"

"I don't know, anything."

"Okay...well...I live with my dad, my mum died when I was eight. I've lived in Lima my whole life. I want to go into either fashion or Broadway when I'm older, I definitely want to move to New York for college though. I sometimes help my dad out at his tire shop, um..." He trailed off when he saw the intrigued look on Blaine's face, wondering what was so interesting about his story.

"I love that you're just starting High School and you already know exactly what you want to do."

"Well, I've always loved acting and singing, and, well you've seen my clothes so you know what my fashion sense is like," He laughed. "Anyway, your turn, go."

"Oh, okay. Let's see...I live with my mum and my dad, but they travel a lot for work so sometimes it's just me. I have an older brother, Cooper, who's trying to make it as an actor in L.A, I'm not sure what I want to do when I'm older, probably just sing...I actually want to go to college in New York too..." He said with a weird grin on his face. A grin so huge, in fact, that Kurt grabbed a pillow from the end of Blaine's bed and hit him with it.

"You're so weird." Kurt laughed.

"Hey! I resent that. Anyway, you asked, so I told."

"Shh, I'm trying to watch this movie, unlike some people," Kurt moaned, trying not to show how amusing he found this. That was hard, however, when Blaine decided to play him at his own game and grabbed the pillow he had previously been hit with and hit Kurt gently in the arm with it.

"Hey!" Kurt exclaimed, grabbing another pillow and using as a shield when Blaine decided to keep attacking him. They fought with the pillows for a while, and Kurt kept getting closer and closer to the edge of the bed, before...

"Woah! Careful!" Blaine laughed, grabbing Kurt's arm before he went tumbling off the bed.

"It was your fault." Kurt pouted.

"You're the one who-" Blaine started, but was interrupted by Defying Gravity blasting from Kurt's phone.

"Sorry, it's my dad, I'll be back in a minute." Kurt said, glancing at his phone screen, before jumping up and leaving the room. When he returned, he saw Blaine clearing up the pizza boxes and making his bed.

"Hey, everything okay?" Blaine asked when Kurt re-entered the room.

"Yeah, I should probably leave though. My dad said he's gonna be home early and if I'm not in when he gets there, well...I probably would be allowed round for a while."

"Oh, okay. Do you want me to drive you?"

"Uh, sure, if you don't mind."

"Okay, who would like to perform their duet first?" Mr Schue asked the Glee club the next day. Blaine immediately took Kurt's hand in his and raised them both in the air.

"Blaine." Kurt whispered through gritted teeth. He barely even wanted to be a part of this club, let alone sing first.

"Blaine and Kurt! What will you be singing?"

"Count On Me by Bruno Mars." Blaine said proudly, pulling a reluctant Kurt up to the front with him.

"Okay, take it away boys!"

"Relax, you sound amazing." Blaine said reassuringly, noticing how tense Kurt was. He took Kurt's hand and led him over to the piano where they both sat down. Blaine started playing the beginning of the song, and Kurt was suddenly grateful that Blaine was taking the first verse.

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea

I'll sail the world to find you

If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see

I'll be the light to guide you

Find out what we're made of

When we are called to help our friends in need.

Kurt took a deep breath before joining Blaine in the chorus. 'If you get nervous, just look at me and ignore everyone else in the room.' Blaine had said to him the night before while they were rehearsing. So that's what he did.

You can count on me like one, two, three

I'll be there

And I know when I need it

I can count on you like four, three, two

You'll be there

'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Ooooooh, oooohhh yeah, yeah.

Kurt continued to stare into Blaine's eyes as he took the next verse himself. Blaine just smiled back at him, which calmed him down a whole lot more than he expected it to.

If you're tossin' and you're turnin'

And you just can't fall asleep

I'll sing a song beside you

And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me

Every day I will remind you

Oooh

Find out what we're made of

When we are called to help our friends in need

Kurt began to smile himself when Blaine joined him in the next chorus, and they sung the rest of the song together, staring into each others eyes and grinning like love sick puppies, but neither one of them realised it.

You can count on me like one, two, three

I'll be there

And I know when I need it

I can count on you like four, three, two

You'll be there

'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Ooooooh, oooohhh yeah, yeah

You'll always have my shoulder when you cry

I'll never let go, never say goodbye

You know...

You can count on me like one, two, three

I'll be there

And I know when I need it

I can count on you like four, three, two

You'll be there

'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Ooooooh, oooohhh

You can count on me 'cause I can count on you.

Suddenly the room erupted into applause and cheers and Kurt finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wow, guys, that was amazing! Kurt your voice is just...amazing!" Mr Schue praised as Rachel skipped over to the pair, babbling something about Kurt having to stay in Glee club.

"Okay, Rachel, he'll think about it," Blaine growled at the brunette, taking Kurt's hand and leading him back over to the chairs. "Kurt, that was amazing! You were amazing."

"Thank you," Kurt blushed. "So were you." He added quietly.

"So, some of the New Directions are going to Breadstix after school on Friday and I know you're still not decided on whether or not you want to stay in Glee, but I know Blaine would like you to be there and, well so would the rest of us to be quiet honest. So, do you wanna come?" Rachel asked him later that day while he was at his locker.

"Well...I um- wait, what do you mean Blaine would like me to be there?" Kurt asked in confusion.

"He adores you, Kurt. I also only added that because it's really obvious that you have a crush on him and I thought that might help me win you over."

"I do not have a crush on him!" Kurt squealed, embarrassed.

"Mhm, that might be fairly believable if you didn't stare at him like you'd never seen a boy before in your life."

"Wait, how do you even-"

"Rachel, stop torturing Kurt. Is she bothering you?" Blaine asked as he walked over to Kurt's locker, where he was trying not to turn the every shade of red that ever existed.

"No, I am not. I was just asking young Kurt over here if he wanted to accompany us to Breadstix on Friday."

"Thanks for that strangely eloquent answer Rachel, but I think Kurt can answer for himself."

"Whatever. I'm gonna go find Finn. Let me know, new kid." And with that, Rachel strutted away, flipping her ponytail.

"You okay?" Blaine asked once the brunette was out of earshot.

"Yeah, she's just..."

"I know," Blaine laughed. "So, Breadstix. You gonna come?"

"I dunno, I- I kinda feel like I'm intruding."

"Kurt, you're not intruding, I swear. You're like, one of us now, no escaping. Crap, maybe I shouldn't have used that in my defence..." Blaine said, eliciting a laugh from the other teen. "No, but in all seriousness, we wouldn't have invited you if we didn't want you there."

"I- ugh, I'm not going to get out of this am I?"

"Probably not." Blaine laughed.

"Okay, okay, fine. I'll have to make sure it's okay with my dad but how can I turn down dinner with the craziest people on the planet?"

"Yes!" Blaine exclaimed. "Now come on, let's go eat. I'm starving."