Hey people, I don't really know how many of you are still interested in this, but here is the next chapter. Hopefully it's a little more dramatic! Love y'all.

I sit in my office a little while longer, so Blaine wouldn't get suspicious, listening to the rain hit the glass windows. I remember days back when Blaine and I had just met and we would often hang out in his door room on rainy Saturdays just watching Disney movies, eating junk food and telling our deepest secrets. One of those times was when he told me he liked me as more than a friend.

6 YEARS AGO

"Just kiss the girl..."

The TV echoed around the room. It was dark, Blaine and I seated on his bed, our previous conversation about old crushes had just ended and silence filled the room, the only thing breaking was the patter of the rain and "The Little Mermaid", which was one repeat.

"Kurt..."

"Yes Blaine?

"I just wanted to say... that..uh.. never mind it's stupid." Blaine turns his attention back to the television screen.

"Come on, you can tell me anything" I insist.

"Well I just kind of and starting to have feelings for this guy and wanted some advice"

"Okay... Well first I have to ask, he is legal right?" I joke. Remembering his previous crush on Jeremiah that didn't work out.

He laughs "Yes very legal... it's just we're friends, great friends and I really don't want to mess that up and I think that if I tell him he won't like me back and then it will be really awkward and he's just so amazing and-"

"Stop rambling, breath. First he would be crazy to not like you back, and second if you like this guy as much as it seems you do, than go for it. Otherwise you will spend the rest of the time thinking what could have happened".

I am a little hurt just because I'm giving love advice to the love of my life, but something about seeing him happy makes it okay. Just as think the conversation is over and that the second were done watching the movie for the fourth time, he'll call up what's his face and profess his love for him, Blaine leans in and stops just as his face is a couple of inches away. His eyes dance their way around my face, looking for any sign of emotion, but I'm in complete shock by how close his face is, how I can feel his warm breath on my face which smells like his morning coffee and spearmint. He closes the distance, pressing our lips together. I'm so surprised at first that I forget to kiss back and I Blaine takes it as a negative pulling away.

"I'm sorry.. I..I shouldn't have.. have done that." he says looking down, and I can see tears start to fall from his eyes. The initial shock starts to wear off, and I realize I should probably do something.

I lift up his chin, directing his eyes to look at me, which are still dripping with tears.

"Don't be" and I surge forward connecting our lips on more. This time is different, the first one was quick but slow and barley and pressure. This one is fast, but not messing and long. His lips are the softest things in the world, I could just picture myself kissing him forever. I'm on cloud night and just when I think it can't get better he slowly pulls back, our noses still touching and whispers,

"Be my boyfriend?

I answer him with another kiss.

END FLASHBACK

I miss those days, were we didn't have a care in the world. Spending hours just kissing and taking in each other. Things were so much simpler then. The major one being I didn't have to worry as much about my weight. Now I'm not saying that I was a lazy ass and eat at McDonalds every night but I could afford to eat junk food now and then. But it not the same I don't get the privilege of eating anymore. I've abused it to much and now I'm paying for it.

If Blaine knew what I was doing I know he would just feed me a whole bunch of lies about how perfectly imperfect and amazing I am. But that's all they are lies.

As I walk out of my office I see Blaine relaxing on the couch back toward me, giggling.

"Yeah, totally he has no idea. Of course I won't tell him" I hear. What? Are they talking about me? But Blaine doesn't keep secrets, honesty is what our relationship is based on. We always tell each other what's going on. Now my situation is different, Blaine doesn't need to know about my diet, it's just a diet and it's for his benefit. But apparently he doesn't feel he can trust me, considering he's on the phone talking about how he won't tell me something. What could he be hiding? Then the thought of maybe he's not hiding something, but someone one.

I see Blaine laugh about yet another hilarious thing the bastard on the other end of the phones said, before he hangs up. As I walk out of the shadows in the hallway he turns his head toward me.

"You finished?"

At first I have no idea what he's talking about, but then I remember he thought I was doing work in my office.

"Oh yeah, I didn't much." I reply

He smiles, "Good because I think today is the perfect day to be lazy, eat junk food, and watch movies, like old times. Sound good?"

"Sounds perfect" I put on a fake smile when all I want to do is cry because old times seem so much better than now.

We sit cuddled on the couch as the "Finding Nemo" plays, his arms wrapped around me. He grabs a piece of popcorn from the bowl front of us and brings it to my mouth.

"Open"

I shake my head. "Blaine do you know how much fat is in that" I say, arching my eyebrow.

"Yes and it's also filled with deliciousness, come one piece."

"Nope"

"You know I like it a lot better when you weren't on this stupid diet, and it's not like you need it..." I'm surprised by how angry he's getting about such a small thing.

"Blaine I just don't want to eat!" I yell "... the popcorn". I finish as a side note.

"Whatever" he dismisses.

" Are you really mad at me about this?" By now I can't even pretend to go back to the movie.

"Yes because you are perfect and don't need to go on a silly diet and one piece of junk food isn't going to kill you!" Yes but you leaving me will, I think.

"What...?" he says confused but with a bit of angry still in his voice.

"Shit, I said that about loud". My brain stops thinking.

"Why would I ever leave you Kurt?" he asks, now facing me on the couch. "You are perfect and I love you, you such and amazing person. Anyone who be crazy not to-"

"STOP! Okay! I'm not perfect no matter how many times you say it. And you will leave me because I'm fat, ugly disgusting thing. That's why I can't eat the fucking popcorn!"

The room grows uncomfortably quiet. I hear my breathing start to slow back to a regular pace.

"Kurt..."

And that is when I get up, and walk back to our bedroom slamming the door hard, not because I'm mad at Blaine, but because I can't stand to see the man I love look at me with such sympathy.

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