Chapter 10 - Give me a Chance

It was customary for the Warblers to sit together at meal times. It was also not uncommon for them to break into song randomly. After all, they were treated like rock stars at Dalton. Not only were they known for competing, but they were known for singing at local fundraising events and nursing homes. The Warblers always found a way to remain busy.

Dinner was a little awkward for Blaine because he felt a pair of eyes on him. Ethan was glancing over at the Warbler table often enough to make Blaine uncomfortable. Nick leaned over. "He's staring at you Blaine."

"I know. It's really making me uncomfortable."

Jeff responded immediately. "You should probably talk to him soon."

"I am going to talk to him right after dinner. Can you guys hang around close while I do this? I just don't want him to think anything of it."

"Do you want us to sit with you?"

"No, nothing like that. Just be within shouting distance. He might need a friend to help him."

"Sure we can do that for you."

"I just worry that if he needs comfort, he'll want it from me and I can't give him that. It will make it worse."

"We understand. Blaine, we're your friends. Of course, we'll help you out."

Most of the Warblers were done eating and cleaning up and a lot of the boys were headed back to their rooms to do homework or just hang out until curfew. Ethan remained behind them following. "I think I should go talk to him now. Don't forget to stay close."

"We won't."

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Ethan saw Blaine break off from the group. He had eaten dinner with some guys that he had met at Warbler tryouts and he couldn't help but stare at Blaine. Blaine was gorgeous and Ethan was gay, but he had never seen such an attractive guy before. Blaine was perfect. His parents would be so proud of him if he landed a guy like Blaine. Popular, successful and rich. Since first meeting Blaine yesterday, he had asked some of the guys rooming around him if they knew anything about Blaine. He found out that Kurt and Blaine had been together for about a year and they were inseparable. Kurt had come to Dalton for the same reason that Blaine and now Ethan was here. Everyone really seemed to like Kurt a lot. It was odd how they repeated a lot of what Blaine said on the phone to Kurt. It must be obvious.

Ethan tried to remember Kurt, but he had only talked to him for around 15 minutes before going to their condo and serenading Kurt. After that, he remembered seeing them kiss and how interesting it looked. Ethan hoped to be able to do that one day, but he wondered if it would look as good as whatever Blaine was doing to Kurt. Blaine it seems was close to perfect. His parents and grandparents were lawyers and the Warblers said that Blaine's family owned an NFL football team and some of the most prominent law firms in the world. It was rumored that he was worth hundreds of millions. Why would Blaine follow his fianc�e to public school? Ethan thought that he still might have a chance if it weren't for the engagement issue. Why would Blaine even be engaged?

"Hi Ethan."

Ethan blushed a little at the sound of Blaine talking to him, but tried to hide it. "Hi Blaine."

"I was wondering if you had a little time to talk about your audition today."

"Sure, we could go to my room. Or if you prefer, I don't mind going to your room either." Ethan was being forward implying that they be alone in one room or the other. Whatever Blaine wanted.

"I thought we could talk in the chairs in the common area at the top of the steps." Blaine looked very serious and he wasn't really smiling at Ethan, which made him uneasy. Blaine could see the tenseness of the boy in front of him. "Ethan relax. There's nothing to be afraid of." Blaine smiled at him to make him feel comfortable. Ethan immediately relaxed. Blaine sure had a way with making people feel comfortable.

"Uh. Sure, but if we go to one of our rooms, it would be more private." Ethan sensed all of this was not going too well.

"Yeah. I don't think so. Come on." Blaine didn't think about the impact of his next move. "He innocently grabbed Ethan's hand and led him upstairs. Ethan thought he was in heaven holding Blaine's hand. As soon as he realized that Ethan seemed overjoyed about the hand holding, he let go. "Sit." He motioned to the chair for Ethan to sit.

Instead of the chair, Ethan moved over to the loveseat. "This would be better. We could sit next to each other. I would think it would be more comfortable."

Blaine sighed and shook his head ever so slightly and sat on the coffee table with a comfortable distance between him and Ethan. "I want to talk to you about the song you sang for tryouts."

"I sang it for you." Ethan perked up hoping for a positive response.

"I know. I think everyone figured that out. That's what I want to talk to you about. It was really inappropriate for you to sing that to me."

"I'm sorry." Ethan had tears in his eyes. "I thought you would like it."

"I did like it." Ethan smiled and went to reach for Blaine's hand. As he got close to it, Blaine pulled his hands gently away and pressed Ethan's hand gently back. "You sang the song very nicely, but you have to understand that I don't feel the same way about you. I am really flattered that you sang it for me, but I love someone else Ethan. You understand that right? "

"I just thought if you knew there were other options for you out there that you might change your mind about Kurt." Ethan was young. He didn't know the first thing about love or what Kurt and Blaine had.

"I'm sorry Ethan, but I'm not interested in options. I chose my option a while ago and I can't ever stray from that. It's too precious and important to me. You need to understand that Kurt means more to me than my own life. I would give everything if I knew it would make him happy."

Ethan looked around and other than Jeff and Nick, down the hall at some other chairs by Blaine's room, there were no others in the hallway. The tears began to fall down Ethan's face. "But why can't you choose me? Why would you have chosen Kurt? You still have so much life ahead of you."

"Ethan, I'm leaving in two days. You saw my home. That is mine and Kurt's home. I need to be with him. That's where I belong."

"Excuse me if I'm out of line Blaine, but I think you really belong here. From what I've heard, you were made for this place. You come from a whole lot of money, everyone here loves you including the Warblers, which I heard you were the lead singer of. Why would you walk away from what clearly is the perfect place for you?"

"I know you don't understand this. You really haven't had a lot of experience in love yet, but you have years ahead of you to learn what I have. Perfect for me is being with Kurt. That's what I consider a perfect place for me. It's not about these walls or the money or even the singing. This is about so much more." It broke Blaine's heart to do this to Ethan. He understood the pain of a crush. When Jeremiah rejected him it was painful and he stopped trusting his feelings, which is why it took so long to get to Kurt. "Ethan, you'll understand someday. I promise you will. When you meet the right person, it will all make sense to you."

"But I want you, Blaine."

"You don't really know anything about me Ethan. There's really no way that you could know that you want me. You need to understand yourself first and work through everything. I know you're lonely and this is your first year, but I promise you, things will be better for you here. You need to have fun and enjoy this place." Ethan was so hurt and still crying.

"But Blaine, I come from a really good family. My mom and dad are doctors. I know they're not as rich as your family, but I at least come from a similar background. Kurt's dad is a mechanic. He's just after your money."

Though it bothered Blaine that Ethan was attacking Kurt's family, he still half smiled at Ethan understanding that he is looking for a connection with Blaine. It was flattering, but futile. Blaine's reaction gave Ethan hope until Blaine started to talk. "I'm sorry Ethan. I know this is hard to understand, but I didn't pick Kurt. My heart and soul picked Kurt because we are meant to be. It has nothing to do with money."

"How do you know he isn't just going to get to your money and leave you?" Ethan was desperate now.

"I know this because Kurt didn't know about the money until this past summer. When I started the relationship with him, I was just a regular guy with parents that seemed to be doing pretty good for themselves. We fell in love anyway. If the money was gone and I was just a regular person, my heart would still choose Kurt." Blaine paused because he needed to address the fact that Ethan must have asked around about he and Kurt to know these things. "I know that you must have been asking around about me and Kurt to know some of these things, but I need you to understand that this is very personal. I would appreciate you not doing that anymore. If you want to know something, just ask me. I have no fears in telling you the truth. Now, Kurt's dad is one of the best people I have ever met. He raised a gay son on his own and did what my own parents didn't do at first. He accepted his son and he accepted me and treated me like a son when I really didn't have a father to turn to." Blaine paused. He was finally getting through to Ethan. "You see. Kurt wasn't really a choice to make. I think I belonged to him the day I met him. I don't see a future without him by my side."

Ethan continued to wipe the tears away. "So you won't even give me a chance?"

"I can't. I'm not available anymore. I belong to Kurt just as he belongs to me." Ethan seemed to finally accept it.

"I feel all alone. I hoped to have you around to help me."

"You'll have the Warblers. I heard you sing and you did a great job."

"But not as good as Kurt." That told Blaine that he had been listening to his conversation with Kurt.

"Ethan. You can't compare yourself to him. You know even less about Kurt than you know about me." Blaine sighed. This was very difficult. He truly felt bad for this boy who was just learning to understand himself. "When I leave, it will be so much easier for you to get past me. I know it hurts. That's why they're called crushes."

Ethan nodded. "Would you still introduce me around until you leave next week?"

"I'll be leaving sooner. Friday is my last day here, but I'll be glad to introduce you around tomorrow and Friday before I leave." Ethan looked crushed again.

"Friday? When did that change?"

"It changed today. I'm ready to go now, so I made the change and I'll be at McKinley on Monday morning." Ethan looked very sad. "Look Ethan. I'll be friends with you, but you need to forget about me in the romantic sense. If you can't do that, I won't be able to be friends with you. Trust me. This is for the best. I truly am very different than whatever image you've built up of me in your head. I would like to be friends with you, but I understand if it's too difficult."

Ethan lifted his head up and tried to smile. "I would like to at least be friends. It would just be nice to have another gay friend. I just really wanted to learn things from you. You're perfect."

"I'm not really." Blaine glanced over his shoulder and saw Jeff and Nick still there. "I'm going to go to my room and start getting it emptied out. Jeff and Nick are going to come over here and be your friends, okay? Trust them Ethan. They are good people and they'll be here for you." Ethan didn't have the strength to respond anymore. He just nodded.

Blaine nodded for the two of them to take Ethan to his room. It would be another day tomorrow. Blaine would see how Ethan fared through the night.

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Blaine sat quietly in his room. He didn't have anything to really do. He didn't bring that much with him and he didn't have homework so he sat down on his bed with the guitar just strumming out random chords. Blaine realized that he would need a song for tryouts at McKinley so he went to his desk to start searching for the right song. He searched for a while until it was almost 11:00 and pulled out his cell phone to call Kurt.

"Hi Blaine." Kurt sounded awake, but sounded like he was ready to go to sleep.

"Hi Baby. I wish I was there with you."

"I'm sure. The couch would be really cramped with both of us on it." Kurt chuckled.

"You sound tired Kurt. You decided to sleep on the couch at home?"

"Yeah. I wasn't ready to spend the night alone in our place. I guess I'm wimpy like that. Plus, I am so tired."

"Are you getting sick?" Kurt didn't want to tell Blaine he had been sewing almost from the moment school let out.

"No.. Just tired. Long first day of school."

"Yeah I understand."

"Rachel's having a party at her house on Saturday Night. It's supposed to be a back to school party. She was going to text Jeff and Nick and invite the Warblers too."

"Sounds like fun. We should go."

"Blaine, of course we'll go. We can't pass up the opportunity to sing on stage."

"You're right. And maybe I get another show from my drunken sexy fianc�e?"

"You don't need to get me on stage to strip for you Blaine…. Oops. Hi dad. Sorry." Kurt was clearly speaking to Burt in the background. "Probably not the best thing to admit in front of my dad. Goodnight Dad!" You could hear Kurt take a deep breath. "God I wish you were here. It would make the couch more cramped but I would be so much more comfortable to have you to snuggle with and you could warm me up."

Blaine had started to cross the room to lock his door as soon as Kurt said he wished he were there. "Kurt. The things I would do to you if I was there. Your dad would have to wash out his eyes."

"Blaine. What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?"

"Phone sex."

"Actually, I'm lying in bed and rubbing my cock through my pajama pants." He heard Kurt sigh. He must have done the same after he heard it. "Do you want me Kurt?"

Kurt whispered. "Yesssss.. Oh God Blaine. You know I do." He heard Kurt stand up. "Turning off the lights just in case." After a few clicks in the background it was quiet on Kurt's side. "I'm back Baby."

"Close your eyes and listen to my voice Kurt. You know where my hand is right now?"

"Tell me where it is." I have my hand on your cock rubbing it just the way you like it. My thumb slowly swiping across your head. Do you feel it Kurt?"

"Oh Blaine." Blaine was rock hard form hearing Kurt like this. Kurt's breathing was heavy and aroused. "Yess.. more."

"I'll give you more. Touch your balls Kurt. Imagine how I like to lick at them feel me touching them gently rolling them in my fingers before I take them in my mouth." Kurt moaned. "Fuck! Kurt you sound so hot. Stroke yourself Kurt. Gently with a firm grip because that's how I like to hold you. Kurt I'm getting so close Baby."

"Me too Blaine. God, I would have you cock in my mouth right now. I would be licking your cock from base to tip, just tasting the come leaking out. I could taste it Blaine. I can smell you right here. Your cologne, your scent. You smell so delicious all the time."

"Kurt I would be fucking you right now. Think.. imagine me rocking into you right now. That spot you love. The spot that makes you go out of your mind. I'm right there Baby stroking that spot over and over. You want it so bad." Kurt was whining and his breathing was hastened. Blaine knew he was close. "I can see you rocking in to me meeting me with every thrust. You feel so tight and hot around me. It's like I was made to fit you perfectly because you take my cock and beg for more and I'll give you every bit that you want."

"I want more Blaine." Kurt was on the brink and so was Blaine. He imagined his cock right where he told Kurt it would be.

"You got me. Come for me Kurt. I want to come." Blaine's hand started moving faster and fast on himself, pushing him to the edge as he heard Kurt groan his name out. Seconds later Blaine spilled over with a loud moan. All he could hear was breathing on the other side. "Kurt? Babe?"

"I'm here Blaine. You were fantastic you know?"

"You know how I love hearing you. You are such a turn on. I love you."

"I love you too Blaine." Kurt sensed that there was more to why Blaine wanted the phone sex. They had only participated in that activity once or twice before. It was a surprise. "Did you talk to Ethan?"

"Yes."

"I figured."

"Because of the phone sex?"

"Yes. Because of the phone sex." Kurt knew Blaine too well. Blaine must have been thinking about Kurt all night which led to the phone sex.

"Am I that easy to read?"

"Just for me because I know you too well." Kurt knew he had to ask. "So how did the talk go?"

"He said he was in love with me."

"Go on." Kurt knew he needed to wait and see how Blaine handled it.

"I told him that he didn't even know me and that I could never give him what he wanted. I told him I wasn't available and apologized."

"Is that all?"

"No. He asked me to choose him."

"Oh. I see." Kurt was in no position to respond at all. He really just wanted to hear something. Something that would make him feel like Blaine's. Kurt had been feeling a little guilty over the last few days. He felt like he was making Blaine leave someplace that was really important to him. "He is an attractive boy Blaine and you love Dalton."

"Kurt, what are you doing?" Kurt was near tears because he was leading Blaine to see what his response would be.

"Nothing Blaine. I am just pointing out an obvious option."

"You are giving me an out? I swear that's what you're doing."

"No. I'm just saying that he provided you an option and you have to consider it."

"No Kurt. There is no option. I love you and only you. I told him exactly what I know." The silence was killing Blaine. Kurt loved him so much and in these few minutes he realized how much. Kurt was giving him an option to leave him and stay at the school he loved so dearly, but not only that, he was saying to Blaine that he loved him enough that he would let him choose whatever he needed to choose. Blaine's heart hurt in that moment. That moment when you feel so loved you thought your heart might explode. "I didn't choose you. My heart chose you because you are my soul mate. I don't see a future without you by my side."

Kurt let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He knew he did the right thing. He never wanted Blaine to regret moving to Lima to be with him. He would always love Blaine, no matter what happened. "I love you Blaine and you have to know that if I was ever in a position of holding you back, I would step aside every time. You are too important to me. I would never feel good about myself if I forced to you to do something you didn't want to do on your own."

"I can't wait to see you tomorrow night. You know why?"

"Tell me."

"Because tomorrow I know I can stay with you and not leave at the end of the night. I know we can hold each other and talk until we fall asleep or we can watch movies on the couch tangled in each other's arms. That's what I want. I want a life with you. I bought a place to live in Lima without you knowing because I couldn't stand to be without you. Kurt, I'm nothing without you."

Blaine could hear a sniffle on the other end of the phone. "I don't deserve you. You know that?"

"Well, Baby. You're stuck with me. I'll never leave you unless you ask me to. I mean it Kurt. You make me want to be so much more. I don't know how you did it, but all I can think of is that when you find the right person, you just want to be more."

"You're everything to me Blaine. Everything."

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Thursday – 2nd day of school – McKinley High

Kurt

Two days and still nothing. Kurt thought his luck was going to change as he saw Karofsky headed down the hall toward him with the football guys in tow. Kurt turned to his locker waiting and anticipating what would happen. Karofsky was invisible all summer and would surely continue his assault to prove his manhood to the entire football team all the while staying as far into the closet at he could.

He waited and waited as they neared and then he closed his eyes waiting to get pushed into his locker.

Nothing! What? Kurt turned around and Karofsky was right there looking at him with the other boys flanking his sides.

"What do you want Dave?" Kurt tried to look like he wasn't terrified, but it didn't help. He looked so frail compared to the football boys and then suddenly on either side of Kurt appeared Finn, Mike, Puck, Artie and Sam.

"Kurt, is there a problem?" Puck put his arm around Kurt's shoulder and stared Karofsky down. Kurt just turned to Dave waiting for a response.

"Here's the deal this year Kurt. You stay away from me and my boys and I'll leave you alone this year."

Finn took over from here. "I can do one better. Dave you get to treat Kurt nice this year. In fact, all of you can treat Kurt treat nice this year or you can kiss your scouting possibilities good bye. Kurt is my brother and he deserves to have a fun senior year. This is his school too."

"How could you have a say whether I get scouted or not Hudson?"

"If you want a good game when the scouts are here, you'll do this for me. You do this for your Football Captain, the quarterback and for his brother."

David turned his head to the boys flanking his sides. They nodded except Azimio. David turned back to the group in front of him. "Yeah. Good idea Hudson. After all, senior year."

Finn held out his hand to shake. Finn kept his eye contact. He meant business. After a few long seconds of tension, Dave took his hand and shook it. Then, he did something unexpected. He turned to Kurt and extended his hand. Kurt glanced at Finn and Finn nodded. Kurt turned back to David. "Why not?" He shook David hand and that was that. The football players went on their way. Kurt still wondered what that was all about, but he loved Finn for being there and supporting him.

Kurt grabbed his phone to text Blaine.

To Blaine:

I love u

To Kurt:

Hi Baby. I love u too! U seem happy

To Blaine:

Everything is perfect. I can't wait to c u 2morrow

To Kurt:

I'll call you later Baby!

Kurt was happy today as he headed to his first class. Today was going to be perfect.

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"Dad? Can you come by the condo before going home today? I think I need your help hanging curtain rods."

"Sure Kurt. I think I can sneak out early today and let Charlie close up. It's slow today anyway. Are you done with school?"

"Yeah. I have to stop at the store on the way home and buy the stuff I need, but then I'll be there."

"I'll meet you there son."

"Thank's dad."

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"No Dad. Higher on this side. Just a little higher… a little more..PERFECT!"

"Kurt. You're going to have to hand me the screwdriver or this is going to be crooked again."

"This one?"

"No the Phillips head one."

"Oh.. Here."

Burt was trying to be as patient as he could. This was only the second rod he put up. What he hadn't realized when Kurt asked for help was that Kurt was asking him if he could do it. So here he was on a Thursday afternoon at his son's home putting up curtain rods. "Okay, Kid. Is that good?"

"Yes! Thanks Dad. Now we only have one more in this room and one in the dining room and two in the bedroom. Oh and these little ones need to go on either side of the door."

Burt rubbed his brow and sighed. "You know Kurt, I thought I was coming to help, not do."

"I'm sorry Dad. I just thought it would be easy, but it turns out that it's easier if two people do it."

"Right Kurt. TWO people. Not one person sitting on the couch ordering the other person around." Burt laughed at his son's inability to handle some things. He was great learning cars and he has great skill in sewing as evidenced in the new curtains he sewed, but this type of thing was beyond Kurt's ability. He wanted to visualize while people did. "Kurt, you better get into a good school and get a good education so you can order people around later in life."

"I plan on it Dad."

"You better not expect Blaine to be at your beckon call either. Remember he needs to study and get ready for college too."

"I know. I promise." Kurt jumped up with the sewn swag in hand and got on the step stool his dad was using to put up the rod. After about 10 minutes of adjusting and readjusting, Kurt jumped down and stared at it. Looking at Burt for approval he waited. "So what do you think?"

Burt smiled. Kurt may be not cut out for a lot of manual labor, but he did know how to do this. "Wow, Kurt. That is really pretty. I like it. It reminds me of you and Blaine, soft yet strong. You did good."

"Thanks Dad. I put a lot of time into these and wanted it to be just right. I think I got it right." Kurt didn't want to stop now. "So now I have these sconces for the dining room and the bedroom windows."

"I don't know what sconces are, but lead me to the next one, oh designer son of mine."

An hour and a half later, Burt was calling Carole. "Honey, let's meet at Breadstix for dinner. I'm too tired to even thing right now."

"Let's go Kurt. Everything looks great. Drive me to my dinner son."

Kurt didn't argue dinner at Breadstix with his family. He knew he had some things to pick up for tomorrow night anyway and Breadstix was close to the stores, so it would be convenient for him to do it right after dinner. "Okay. Will you be able to ride home with Carole? Blaine will be here tomorrow and I just want to have a few more things before he gets here, since we only have the weekend. Rachel's party is Saturday so Blaine and I really only have tomorrow night alone together."

"Sure. Carole is driving with Finn."

"Thanks for helping.. Or actually thanks for putting up all the rods and stuff for my curtains Dad."

"No problem son." Burt smiled at how much he was growing up right before his eyes. "Let's get some food into this old man's stomach."