"Yeah, I've had a lot of luck, Blaine," Kurt snapped. "I was lucky to be chased out of high school by a bully who threatened to kill me."

"And why did he do that?" Blaine questioned.

"Because he didn't like who I was," Kurt retorted, irritated.

"Sort of exactly what you're saying to me right now, isn't it?" Blaine accused.

Kurt froze and sucked in a deep breath. A million emotions raced through him: anger, fear, confusion, hurt and finally dread. Kurt might have well slammed Blaine into a locker. Kurt looked up at his mentor, his crush, the one guy he never wanted to hurt with big, blue, watery eyes. He wasbullying BLAINE.To be totally honest, Kurt didn't really have any problems with bisexuals, he just didn't want Blaine to be bisexual. If Blaine was bisexual, he'd get with Rachel and they had sounded fantastic at the party the other night and then Kurt would never get his chance. However, if Blaine really was bisexual, what did that make Kurt? A... predatory gay? Kurt's mind flashed back to what Karofsky had said and done in that dreadful locker room...

No. Kurt cared about Blaine way too much to hurt him, tobully himlike this. The thought brought tears to the brunet's eyes.

"B-Blaine, I'm so sorry. I-I never thought, I just - I wanted... Have a great time with Rachel. I hope things work out. And, I'm... sorry." Kurt finished, trembling slightly.

"Wait, Kurt, are you oka-"

"I'm fine Blaine," Kurt cut him off. He needed to get out of there as soon as possible. "I just, I have some French homework to finish, I'll see you later, alright?"

Kurt got up and dashed out of the coffee shop as quick as his long legs could take him, leaving a very conflicted,very confusedBlaine behind.

Kurt barely made into the Navigator before falling apart. As soon as he got inside, he started sobbing. Tears rushing down his face, Kurt turned on the ignition and slowly pulled out. As he turned onto the street, the radio began to blast the opening piano melody of a song Kurt knew well.

What perfect timing...he thought, bitterly.

As Adele belted out 'Someone Like You' on the radio, Kurt cried along, thinking only of a charming, hazel-eyed singer with gorgeous curly locks who might as well hate him forever.

He ignored the constant beeps and vibrations from his phone.

Blaine pulled into Rachel's driveway uncertainly. Kurt had seemed so sad before. He wasn't sure what to make of it, but he was just as confused as Kurt was, even more so, really. Blaine wondered if Kurt was right, if it was just the alcohol, but he still wanted to have a good time with Rachel, because who knew. Maybe he was bisexual... he didn't want to deny himself, or his feelings. Blaine groaned, because isn't that exactly what he was doing? Blaine liked Kurt, he really cared for him, but he didn't want to hurt Kurt by being the clueless idiot he usually was.

Kurt was too important. Blaine could never live with himself if he hurt him like that.

But what if Blaine was already hurting him? He knew that Kurt kind of liked him, he'd picked up that much after the GAP Attack tragedy. But what if there was something else? Blaine ran his hands through his hair, wincing when he realized he'd released some curls from their gel-prison.

Shaking his head, he pulled out the single rose he'd brought Rachel, put on a winning smile and went to pick up his lovely date for the night.

Kurt pulled into the Dalton campus, wiping his eyes and gathered his things. Seeing that the senior commons were empty, he plopped down and pulled out his French book, trying to concentrate.

"Hey Kurt." came a hesitant voice.

Kurt looked up to see his blond haired friend, Jeff.

"Jeff, hey! What are you doing here?"

"Just... working I guess. I went over to the Lima Bean to get some coffee, but I think I focus here the best, you know?"

"Yeah, yeah I get you." Jeff's smile faltered a bit when he saw Kurt's red-rimmed eyes. "Kurt, are you okay? You - are you crying?!" Jeff grabbed Kurt by the shoulders, forcing him to look up.

"No! Um, I mean, yeah. Yes, I was, but it's not important..."

"Kurt, you're my friend. Yeah, maybe we're not that close, but I still care about you! You know, we're fellow Warblers, and Warblers stick together! What happened? What's wrong?" Jeff looked at Kurt in deep concern.

"Please don't tell anyone, please... I'm trusting you." Kurt looked at him, desperation creeping into those clear blue eyes.

"Of course, Kurt. This stays between you and me, never leaves this room."

Kurt looked into the blond's bright eyes and spilled his sob story, everything. He explained the bullying, the hurt, the reason for his transfer, Karofsky and how Blaine changed his life. He sniffled as he talked about his developing feelings for Blaine and cried while he talked about the party, Rachel and their argument. He blubbered his way through his fear of becoming the thing that chased him away from McKinley.

"Oh Kurt... you poor thing." Jeff wrapped the trembling boy in a tight embrace. "It's okay, Kurt. I get it, trust me I do. I kind of have the same problem... I, uh. I think I like Nick, but I have no idea how to tell him or anything... Kurt, it's okay. Don't be sad. You know, we'll get through this together..." Jeff thought to his painful unrequited love for Nick and how much worse it must be for Kurt. He had a new found admiration and protectiveness of the young brunette, who was going through a similar, if not worse, heartache of his own.

"Thank you, Jeff." said Kurt, after a few minutes. "That actually really helped me clear my mind and I, uh, just thanks."

"No problem Kurt, anytime man. Hey, want to grab dinner with me? We can pour our hearts out like teenage girls..." Jeff said with a grin.

"Oh yes, you still have to tell me all about Nick!" Kurt said, a smirk on his lips and the mischievous gleam returning to his eyes.

Maybe things would be okay.