Buzz. 

Buzz. 

Buzz. 

The noise torments Blaine from across the room. He looks back at the door, contimplating cheking the phone before Kurt re-enters the room. He can't bring himself to it. He and Kurt always trust each other, theres nothing to worry about. It was probably just Rachel stressing about NYADA audtions again. 

But what if it wasn't? 

Blaine rolled his eyes, no reason to be worried about it. 

Buzz. 

Buzz. 

What was that? The fifth time? Maybe it was important, maybe he should get it just in case. 

He slowly picked up the phone, looking down at it in wonder of who could have been sending all of those texts. 

Chandler? He's never heard of Kurt having a friend named Chandler before. 

'When we go to New York, lets go to the Plaza and reenact the end of The Way We Were.'

His eyebrows furrow as the room starts spinning. 

'Can you sing into my voice-mail, I want to make your voice my ringtone.'

The room spins faster after he reads more and more of the collecting texts messages. 

He wants to keep reminding himself that Kurt loves him, but for some reason, the words aren't making any sense anymore. If he loved him he wouldn't be reading these text messages. 

Before he can dispose of the phone Kurt, his  Kurt, is walking back in the room. He could put the phone down and pretend this never happened. But before he can even consider it the words are coming out of his mouth. 

"Who's Chandler?"