Blaine walked up towards the apartment. His hands were filled by a big box that held all of his books and on his back he had his guitar bag.

He looked at the door with a frown, wondering what his best options was: opening the door and putting the box on the ground or trying to lean it against the glass as he tried to open it.

Just as he was about to put the box on the ground, he heard the door open.

He looked up to see a guy walk out of the building. A very hot guy, if you asked Blaine.

“Hi,” he said as he stepped forward and held open the door with the box in his hands.

The guy turned around  towards him,  his blue eyes locking with Blaine's amber one's, “Hi,” he waved with a shy smile as he started running out the street.

Blaine watched him run away as he eyes followed every move.

He shook his head slightly to get it out of his mind and started making his way up the stairs.

As the box touched the floor of his new apartment, he couldn't help but smile.

Finally he had made it to New York, now he just needed to make this feel like home. But he sure thought that would be no problem.

Blaine started rubbing his eyes as he slapped the alarm clock next to his bed.

He hadn't had much time to unpack yet, so he was sleeping on the ground on a matrass with a box next to it holding his alarm clock.

That and he had been dead tired. But even though he felt that tired, he hadn't slept too much.

Maybe it was sleeping in a foreign place, maybe it was him being homesick or it may have been the different noises outside.

But Blaine knew that even though all those reasons seemed appropriate, there was another reason.

He couldn't seem to keep those blue eyes looking back at him out of his head. Time after time he kept repeating it over and over in his head until he finally felt in a dreamy sleep.

With a sigh he heaved himself from the ground and started walking over towards his bathroom, glad he had at least unpacked those necessities.

He took a long shower, put on some clothes and drank a cup of coffee while leaning against the bar as he looked through the small window of his apartment.

Blaine knew he should probably go to the Ikea today, get some stuff for his new home like a table and a few chairs , a couch and a bed, thank god he brought his car with him to New York.

But he really wanted to go around and get to know the people in his block, and maybe find the guy again.

He went back to his bedroom and put on his nicest bowtie before he started baking a bunch of cookies, because who wouldn't say no to cookies.

He made nice packets of 5 cookies a neighbor.

Neatly he put them in his backpack before he started making his way out the door.

He first went to the neighbor on his right who was a sweet old lady who had been delighted with the cookies he had brought.

She had told him that if he ever needed something, she would be only a door away.

She reminded Blaine a bit about his late grandma.

When he finally was able to leave his neighbor, he went to the neighbor on his left.

He knocked on the door and waited patiently to see who was on the other end of the door.

It took a bit before  the door finally slowly opened and he was met by those pair of blue eyes he had seen the day before.

The guy smiled his soft smile again as he leaned his head a bit to the left, looking curiously, “I know you, don't I?”

Blaine held out his hand as he smiled back towards the guy, “I'm Blaine, Blaine Anderson.”

The guy took his hand and shook it politely, “Kurt, Kurt Hummel.” He still looked curiously as Blaine realized he hadn't answered the question.

“You were the guy who held open the door for me yesterday,” he said with a smile, “Thanks again for that.”

The guy, Kurt, waved his hand, “that's fine. I'm sorry I didn't have much more time to talk, I was in such a hurry.”

“Oh that's ok,” Blaine waved of himself, “I'm your new neighbor though so I wanted to come say hallo and give you this,” he said as he took off his backpack and took out a little baggie out of it holding 5 cookies topped with chocolate, “as an it's nice to meet you gift.”

Kurt smiled a toothy smile as he took the baggie out of Blaine's hand. “Aww, thank you so much!  They look delicious.”

Blaine smiled as he started rubbing through his messy curls, “it's a family recipe.”

“That makes me want to try them even more. How about you come in and we can get to know each other a bit,” Kurt suggested as he held open the door and waved him inside.

His apartment looked quite a bit like Blaine's, only so much more homey.

Kurt pointed towards the shares as he went behind the counter to pour in 2 cups of coffee. He put the 5 cookies neatly on a plate with some other cookies he had.

“So tell me a bit about you, Blaine Anderson,” Kurt said with a curious smile as he placed the cups and the cookies on the table before he took a seat himself.

“What do you want to know,” Blaine asked as he poured a bit of milk into his cup and started rotating his spoon in the cup.

“Well how about where you come from and what brought you to New York,” Kurt asked as he took a sip of his cup with cream in it.

“Ah the big guns first,” Blaine grinned with a smirk as he watched Kurt blush a bit, “I'm from Westerville, Ohio.”

“No way,” Kurt said as he grinned in delight, “I'm from Lima in Ohio.”

“Small world,” Blaine smiled as he took a sip rom his coffee after he had added a sugar cube into it. “I came here to pursue an acting career or maybe music. I haven't decided yet. Maybe I do both.”

Kurt almost started jumping up and down on his chair as he clapped his hands in delight, “I'm going to NYADA, my second year there to get on Broadway.”

Blaine shook his head as he blushed a bit, “looks like we were meant to be neighbors.”

Kurt nodded his head as he smiled again one of his toothy smiles.

Blaine ended up staying for the whole day at Kurt's, never being bored about the conversation and eating all the cookies he had made for his other neighbors.

It felt amazing to Blaine, knowing he had made already at least one friend on his first day.

When it was time to have dinner, they had ordered in some Chinese and ended up watching a movie on the couch, which was easily agreed on it.

The next few weeks happened in a similar way. They would meet up, talk with each other for hours and do fun things together, like going to the Ikea when Blaine admitted he still hadn't had the time to buy any furniture and when they had but everything together.

And slowly, Blaine started to notice different things, like the way Kurt's eyes would linger those few seconds longer on him or how his hand would touch his arms and stay that tiny second too long.

It made Blaine's heart flutter in reply, every single time.

Today it was the 4th month Blaine lived in his new apartment. He was playing a soft melody on his guitar, something he had been working on for the past few months and now it was finally finished.

He took his guitar up and walked with all the courage he could master towards Kurt's door.

Kurt opened it with a smile and a frown as he looked at Blaine's guitar, “I thought we hadn't made plans for today.”

Blaine nodded his head, “I know. There is something I want you to listen too though. Something I've been writing on for the past few months.”

A huge smile spread over Kurt's lips, “I'm finally going to hear you play that damn thing?”

Blaine chuckled, “Yes you will. May I come in?”

Kurt opened the door even more widely and made a bow for him, “by all means.”

The ended up taking a seat on the couch, like they did so many times.

“So any reason why I get this song,” Kurt asked as he watched Blaine potion his fingers on the right place and move his guitar over his lap.

“Yes,” was all Blaine answered as he started playing the song that he had been working on.

All I knew this morning when I woke
Is I know something now, know something now I didn't before.
And all I've seen since eighteen hours ago
Is blue eyes and freckles and your smile
In the back of my mind making me feel like

I just wanna know you better, know y

ou better, know you better now
I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now

I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now
I just wanna know you, know you, know you

Blaine looked up as he started singing the bridge.

‘Cause all I know is we said, “Hello.”
And your eyes look like coming home
All I know is a simple name
Everything has changed
All I know is you held the door
You'll be mine and I'll be yours
All I know since that day is everything has changed

And all my walls stood tall painted blue
And I'll take them down, take them down and open up the door for you

And all I feel in my stomach is butterflies
The beautiful kind, making up for lost time,

I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now
I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now
I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now
I just wanna know you, know you, know you

Cause all I know is we said, “Hello.”
And your eyes look like coming home
All I know is a simple name
Everything has changed
All I know is you held the door
And you'll be mine and I'll be yours
All I know since that day is everything has changed

Come back and tell me why
I'm feeling like I've missed you all this time, oh, oh, oh.
And meet me there tonight
And let me know that it's not all in my mind.

His fingers stopped playing but he kept the guitar on his lap. “So what do you say?”

Kurt looked at him in aww, “I love the song Blaine! It's beautiful.”

Blaine smiled bashfully as he started moving his hand through his hair, “so what about meeting me tonight?”

He watched Kurt's eyes get that twinkle in them as his hand moved in front of his mouth, “As a date?”

Blaine smiled softly towards him, “as a date.”

It started as one date and ended up in many more.

And when Blaine finally broke through as an upcoming artist, he recorded the song as his first single.

On the back of the single cover was written in curvy letters:

I want to thank the love of my life for never giving up on me, for believing in me and for always giving me the courage to keep going. But most of all I want to thank him for those 5 beautiful years we have had together. I'll be forever grateful it was you holding open that door with your blue eyes, your freckles and that beautiful smile. I love you, Kurt. Love Blaine Anderson.