Kurt wrapped his arms around himself; he had been waiting for this for weeks, meeting the Blaine Anderson.

He remembered when his first album came out; he had camped outside the store making sure that he was one of the first to have it.

Blaine had been here a couple times but he had either been busy with his job or he had just been too scared to come see his idol, but this time when he found out that he was coming to his town he booked the time off work and built up the courage to come and meet him.

As the line got smaller and he got closer Blaine became more visible, he had always had such a crush on him but everyone knew that Blaine was straight and he even had a girlfriend, Jessica.

He didnt have a clue what he was going to say to him, though it wouldnt really matter what he thought of now as when he went up to see him his mind was going to go blank with fear.

He took a look around, there were a couple of people that had been giving him evils since they had got there, he wasnt sure why but it might be the fact that he wasnt discretely gay, it wasnt something he could hide but it was who he was and he couldnt change it.

The line moved forward until the person in front was next to go up and his breathing quickened.

Something suddenly hit on the back of the head and he turned around, a bit of scrunched up paper fell to the ground and he frowned bending down to pick it up, he unwrapped it reading the sentence that had been scrawled on the paper. Why do you look like a queer?

He looked to the guy that he knew had thrown it, the man wasnt even trying to hide what he had done, smirking at him like he had told the worlds best joke.

"Mature," he mumbled turning back towards the front. He got that a lot here, Ohio wasnt really gay friendly but he had gotten used to it, not that hed had much of a choice. The person in front had already disappeared while he had been reading the note.

"Next," a man called and his heart skipped a beat, this was it, this was what hed been waiting for.

He moved towards the table, he could feel his legs turning to jelly.

"Hey, whats your name?" Blaine said. He looked beautiful, just like he did on his posters and on tv.

"Hi, my names Kurt," he squeaked and Blaine smiled though there was something in his facial expressing that didnt seem right.

"I saw someone throw something at you, are you ok?" Blaine asked and he felt his cheeks turn a dark shade of red. After Blaine said that his facial expression turned to normal, was that what he had wanted to get off his mind?

He nodded, not sure how he had caught the incident and why he was even bothered.

He didnt notice that he was still holding the piece of paper that had been thrown at him and Blaine leaned over the table and took it from his hands.

"Is this that what he threw?" Blaine asked.

"I-Im fine, y-you dont need to read that," he spat out wanting to take the paper back. Blaine ignored him and opened the paper reading it, Blaine face turned into a frown and he stood up climbing on to the desk.

"Who wrote this?" Blaine yelled to the crowd and his eyes widened. He wanted to disappear, to shrink into the unknown.

The whole crowd grew silent and looked up to Blaine trying to get a look at what he was holding up.

The man who did it laughed and raised his hand, looking please with himself obviously not caring that everyone would know that he was a homophobe.

"You disgust me and you might as well leave because Im not signing anything of yours," Blaine said and the anger in his voice even scared him.

"Hes just a faggot," the man scoffed mad that he wasnt going to get what he came here for.

Kurt felt himself shrink further as everyone started to stare at him, some of them nodding their heads while others just grinned or bowed their heads not wanting to be involved.

He didnt know what to do, he felt humiliated, and this wasnt what he had been expecting if he knew this was going to happen he would of just stayed at home.

"Get out," Blaine said but the man didnt budge.

"Fine, but if I have to leave then so does the faggot," the man said pointing at him.

He lowered his head; none of this was worth it.

He just nodded.

"Fine, Im leaving," he said turning and walking away from Blaine toward the door to the store.

"No wait," Blaine yelled running after him and he stopped and turned to him.

"Its fine Blaine, dont worry about it," he said not looking at him in the eye.

He turned and continued to leave the store, Blaine started to follow him but one of his bouncers caught him by the arm.

"Youre not supposed to go out Blaine, youre signing," he heard the low voice of the bouncer and then Blaine sighed as he was lead back into the building.

He felt like crying, he was just humiliated in front of and pretty much by his idol. He just walked towards his house wrapping his arms around himself.

He had a small flat not far from here; he lived alone so if he did cry at least no one would witness his shame.

Blaine would probably forget about him in a couple hours, just one face in a crowd of people that loved him.

His stomach clenched, that might have been the last time he would ever get the chance to meet Blaine and he had just walked away without a fight.

He looked to the floor and carried onto towards his flat, it had been a long day.