Blaine felt like he was floating when they got off the stage. Everyone was congratulating him on a job well done. He knew that it wasn't just him that did well, but everyone did.

Rachel ran over to him and hugged him placing a kiss on his cheek, "You were amazing!"

"So were you," Blaine laughed and hugged her back.

"We are so going to win this thing!" Rachel jumped on his back.

Blaine smiled as he celebrated with his friends. When he was singing, he could have sworn he saw Kurt in the audience, but that was impossible.

"Hey man," Finn said giving him a hug, "That was awesome."

"Thanks," Blaine said to him, "You did well too."

Puck ran over to them and wrapped his arms around their shoulders, "We totally kicked some ass!"

"Alright we all need to calm down now," Mr. Schuester said, "We all did wonderful, but we can't forget all of the other amazing Glee clubs here."

"We haven't," Rachel smiled, "We were just better."

Mr. Schuester laughed, "Fine, why don't we sit in the green room and wait for the results."

The New Directions waited another two hours before the results were being shown. They were all anxious and couldn't eat any of the free food that was offered. When it finally came to the time the results were being shown, they all walked out together and held one another hands.

"Now before we see what happened and place we got, I just want to say that I am proud of all of you," Mr. Schuester smiled, "And we can always try again next year."

"Come on," Rachel said pushing, "Let's see!"

They all ran over to the small board and it showed the names of the top ten winning Glee clubs. Next to the small number four was the New Directions from McKinley High in Lima, Ohio.

All of the New Directions had disappointed looks on their faces as they looked at one another. Until Sam shrugged, "You know fourth isn't so bad."

Blaine nodded his head, "Yeah, hell we got fourth place! We scored in the top ten!"

Suddenly all of the New Directions shouted and hugged one another. Mr. Schuester was right, they had next year to try again.

Rachel let her head lay on Blaine's shoulder as they started walking down the hall, "I still wanted to get first."

Blaine kissed her on the top of the head, "Hey, fourth isn't so bad. It's better than not scoring at all."

"I guess," Rachel sighed.

Finn walked over and took Rachel comforting her. "You know Blanderson," Santana said, "You really did do an awesome job."

"You did too," Blaine smiled at his old friend.

"And I hope you are going to keep that promise about a duet, because I will so out diva you," Santana laughed putting a hand on his shoulder.

Blaine shrugged Santana's hand off, "Puh-lease."

"I should text Kurt and let him know we won," Brittany said pulling her phone out from underneath her dress.

"Brittany, where were you keeping that?" Blaine asked her.

"I had it in my dress," Brittany smiled, "Oh Kurtie texted me and asked how we were doing."

"Well tell him what happened," Santana said, "I doubt he really cares though. He never cares when we talk about Glee Club."

The New Directions finally made there way out of the long hallway. "Hey, you are the group from McKinley?" the man at the end of the doorway asked.

"Yeah," Mike nodded at him, "Why?"

The man pointed over his shoulder, "This one wouldn't leave until you guys came out. He's been waiting over three hours now."

"Who?" Rachel asked as she looked over his shoulder.

Brittany squealed, "Kurtie!"

"Kurt?" Santana asked and held Brittany's hand to stop her from running over to their friend, "Go Anderson."

"What?" Blaine asked her.

"I said go," Santana said pushing Blaine over to him.

Blaine gave her a look and now everyone was staring at him, he kneeled down and shook Kurt's shoulder lightly, "Kurt. Kurt!"

Kurt shot up, "Blaine!" he exclaimed and then he looked down. The flowers he was holding were drying up from not having any water in them, "Oh no!" He stood up and ran over to some girl who was holding a cup, "Is that water?" he asked sweetly.

The girl nodded her head slowly, "Yeah."

"Thanks," Kurt grabbed her cup and took off the top sticking the flowers inside. "Crap," he said falling to the bench where the girl and her friend left him.

"Kurt what are you doing here?"

Kurt looked up and realized that Blaine was standing there, "Why do you think I'm here?"

"I don't know," Blaine shrugged.

"I had to come see you," Kurt stood up, "Goodbye?" He took the letter out of his pocket and threw it at Blaine, "What the hell!"

"What are you talking about?" Blaine said not picking up the fallen letter, "I thought you wanted nothing to do with me."

"God," Kurt thrust the flowers towards Blaine, "These are for you. Sorry I didn't mean to squish them."

Blaine gave Kurt a skeptical look, "Thank you?" He reached out and took the flowers, they were very pretty. He smelled them and they still smelled wonderful too.

Kurt bit his bottom lip, "I'm sorry."

Blaine looked up, "Why?"

"For everything," Kurt sighed, "When it comes to you I never know how to act or think or talk or really anything. I never knew why and it wasn't until my dad sat me down and treated me like the child I was acting until I figured it out."

"Kurt, I don't understand," Blaine said to him.

"Just listen then," Kurt pleaded and Blaine gave him a small nod. "I was stupid. I was more than stupid I was a total idiot. I've never felt things like I've felt for you about anyone in my entire life. I didn't know what was happening because you would talk and my heart would just do this fluttering thing. And I had no freaking clue what the hell was going on."

"We got paired to do that stupid project together and I went over to your house. I met your freaking dog and parents. I couldn't understand a thing my head was screaming at me. And then you come over to my house after I was sick and you brought me coffee and cookies. Who does that?"

Blaine blushed as he looked down at the floor.

"And prom came along, we both fucked up. I was jealous over the fact that you had a boyfriend. And then we were both drunk and things happened. In the end I realized I wasn't mad because it was with you, I was mad because I can't remember it," Kurt felt a tear fall down his cheek.

Blaine saw the tears in Kurt's eyes, and couldn't help but feel his own running down his face.

"I woke up yesterday morning thinking that I was just a bitch and that's how I'm going to be the rest of my life, but then I found your stupid letter," Kurt said snuffling, "That stupid letter where you said those stupid words to me. And I can't get them out of my head, but as soon as I read them I wanted to hear you say them out loud. So I got in my car and drove for twelve hours yesterday. This morning I found a flower shop that had the nicest girl inside to buy you those flowers. And then I come here to almost get kicked out and I hear you sing."

Blaine was gripping the flowers so tight now and the cup was being crushed with the water inside of it.

"I hear you sing a song that said I'm going to miss you. And I do. I miss you so much and I'm sorry it took me so long to realize, but the truth is that those three words you wrote down on that piece of paper, I feel the same way. And I don't think I can say them until I hear you say it," Kurt said to him, pleading with his eyes that he will say it.

"Kurt," Blaine reached up and went to touch Kurt's face, but pulled his hand back, "I can't."

"Why not?" Kurt asked almost yelling, "You wrote it," he scrambled and picked up the letter, "See. Right here!"

"No, Kurt," Blaine shook his head, "I know I wrote them, but I just...what are you expecting after this. I don't know if my heart can take you tossing me to the side anymore." His heart was breaking right now watching Kurt admit his feelings, but Blaine knew he had himself to think about.

Kurt felt himself crying harder, "You don't understand! I drove from Lima, Ohio to freaking New York City for you! I talked about my feelings with you and opened up! I have never done that with anyone Blaine. And if you just want to stand there thinking that I don't love you back then fine!"

"What?" Blaine asked him.

"I said I love you," Kurt said taking a step closer to him to put a hand on his face, "I love you."

Blaine smiled at him, "I love you too Kurt."

"Oh my god, would you two just kiss already!" Santana yelled at them and then started talking in Spanish, and moving her hands wildly.

"I'm with her," Rachel said staring at them.

Kurt smiled back at Blaine. "My friends," Blaine said giggling.

"My friends," Kurt said back with a shrug.

Blaine just laughed as he finally leaned in closing the small space between them to bring their lips together. Much better than when they were drunk, much better, he thought to himself.

"Well I'm glad that's finally done with," Santana said.

Kurt turned towards Santana, "Right," he rolled his eyes.

"She knows you better than you think," Blaine said with a laugh as he felt Kurt wrap an arm around his waist.

"Hmm," Kurt said leaning into Blaine, "So how did you guys do?"

"You didn't know?" Puck asked, "You just went straight to yelling at him?"

"We got fourth," Blaine said ignoring Puck.

"Oh I'm sorry," Kurt said looking down at Blaine, "You guys were amazing. I saw the entire thing."

"I bet he did," Tina whispered loud enough for only a few others to hear.

Kurt gave her a look, "I mean it."

"I know you do," Blaine smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "We're okay. There is always next year. It's not like we didn't place at all that would have just been awful."

"Well I think we need to celebrate then," Rachel said, "On our win and we are New York City!"

Blaine turned towards Kurt, "Would you like to join us?"

"Since I haven't eaten anything all day," Kurt said, "I would love too."

Blaine laughed, "Really?"

"Yes," Kurt nodded as they started walking behind the group, "But I imagine you guys will want to change out of your costumes." He reached over and tugged at Blaine's tie.

"Yeah," Blaine nodded, "I just want to get out of this outfit."

Kurt stopped him and looked at his back, "Nah, you can keep it on if you want."

"Did you just look at my backside?" Blaine asked him with wide eyes.

"Should I not do that?" Kurt looked at him, "We are boyfriends now, so I assumed it would be alright. I know you've looked at mine."

Blaine opened his mouth and then shut it, "Regardless, I never said I was your boyfriend Kurt Hummel."

Kurt lifted an eyebrow, "Oh is this how it's going to be," he said giving a smirk.

"Maybe," Blaine giggled as he held his flowers closer to his chest, "The flowers were a nice touch though."

"Well I overheard Berry telling Finn the other day about the whole boutonnière incident at prom with your meerkat of a date," Kurt said with a shrug, "And well I thought you would appreciate it. And just to be clear you still aren't seeing that meerkat-ed faced dude are you?"

"No," Blaine shook his head and laughed, "I told him we are through a few days ago." He looked down at the flowers and then looked back over at Kurt, "You really are something else aren't you Kurt Hummel?"

"One can only try Blaine Anderson," Kurt said, "And the whole boyfriend thing?"

"Oh, I think I'll answer that one later," Blaine said as he pulled Kurt along, "But I can tell you that your chances are looking quite bright."

"Hmm," Kurt hummed, "And can I have a clue as to what would up my chances for your heart?"

"I don't know," Blaine shrugged, "I'm sure you will somehow figure out just how to win my heart."

"I can't believe you two already," Santana groaned.

The New Directions plus Kurt went to a restaurant and celebrated the fourth place win. Kurt left them to return to his hotel and drive back the next morning, while the New Directions would be taking their plane back tomorrow afternoon.

Blaine was worried about Kurt driving back by himself, but Kurt told him he would be fine. He would just need to sleep for three days because he was still exhausted from the weekend. Kurt promised Blaine that he would text him consistently along with his father who was also glad to hear about him and Blaine were now together.

When Kurt finally made it home, he passed out in his bed and was woken up the next morning by kisses...oh kisses.

Kurt felt Blaine's lips on his, "Good morning."

"Morning," Kurt grumbled as he sat up, "I see my father let you in."

"Indeed he did," Blaine smiled, "And since we have the day off today..."

"We don't have the day off," Kurt said looking over at his alarm clock.

"Yes we do," Blaine stood up and held out his hand, "We have today off and just a few finals this week."

"A few finals?" Kurt asked looking up at him.

"Sorry," Blaine blushed, "I forgot that you didn't take all of the AP classes I did."

"Right," Kurt nodded as he slid out from under the covers, "But keep going."

Blaine was smiling again, "So we have finals and then I'm thinking next week I will take you out on a date."

"Really?" Kurt asked him.

"I don't see why not," Blaine shrugged as he sat down on Kurt's bed, "I mean if you are my boyfriend I suppose we should make it all official with a date and all that."

"Or we could just keep kissing and then just tell people we are friends with benefits," Kurt teased.

Blaine picked up a pillow and hit him on the head, "You are so not a romantic Hummel."

"So sue me," Kurt shrugged, "But I have a feeling you are going to be the one to show me the way."

Blaine walked over to him, "I would happily show you the romantical ways I have learned from plenty of romantic comedies."

Kurt snorted a laugh, "Oh well if we are just doing what we have watched in romantic comedies then I do believe we will need a jar of peanut butter, a wiffleball bat, a huge bag of pretzels, elbow pads, a car ice scraper, fireman boots, and a box of macaroni and cheese."

"Why?" Blaine asked him confused.

Kurt just smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "You'll see." He stood up and walked into the bathroom.

"Wait, Kurt," Blaine said thinking out loud, "How are we going to cook the macaroni and cheese?"