After school, Blaine realized in horror that he had glee club practice. He groaned and contemplated skipping, but decided against it when he remembered that they found out who had solos and what songs they were doing for sectionals. Oh well. He couldn't avoid Kurt for that much longer, so he trudged into the choir room and plopped down next to Finn. Kurt rushed in seconds later and hesitated before taking the seat next to Blaine. Just as Kurt opened his mouth to form some words, Mr. Schue walked in, clapping his hands and rubbing them together.
"Alright guys, you ready to find out who gets solos at sectionals?" He asked, gaining cheers from the majority of the club.
"We have a lot of solos this time around! Our first soloist is...Miss Rachel Berry!"
"No surprise there." she laughed, and Blaine had to use a lot of restraint not to roll his eyes right then.
"Okay, so remember how for the duet, you all voted on the two singers? In my hand I have the two people who get to sing a duet at Sectionals!" Mr. Schue waved the folded up paper back and forth dramatically.
"The first of our duet singers..Blaine!" Mr. Schue exclaimed. Finn gave Blaine a high five and Mike patted him on the back.
"Remember, it doesn't have to be a love song. The person who will be dong a duet with Blaine is... Kurt!". Both Blaine’s and Kurt's eyes widened, Blaine trying to hide the fact that he was overjoyed. Kurt cast a hopeful glance at Blaine, who appeared to be somewhat happy.

The rest of practice whizzed by for Blaine, who spent the next hour thinking of different scenarios that all ended with Mark punching his brains out. As soon as practice ended, he raced out of the classroom, eager to get away from Kurt until he realized that Kurt was his ride home. His phone rang. Upon seeing it was Kurt, he let it go to voicemail. He sighed, and promptly began to walk out in the direction of his house.

His phone beeped, and he ignored it, since it was a text. After about 20 more beeps, Blaine sighed and opened up the first, scrolling through them all.
Blaine. Where'd you go?
Do you still need a ride?
Are you mad at me?
I'm leaving now.
Blaine.
BLAAAAINE.
Why won't you answer?
What happened?
You better not be walking home.
I swear I'd you are walking home I will force you into my car.
I'm going to drive towards your house.
Please answer.
I'm getting worried.
Blaine!

Blaine sighed and tapped out a reply.
I just needed some exercise. I'm alive. Don't worry! :P

Less than a minute later he got a reply.
Hey, don't worry about working out. You look good. ;)

Blaine's heart fluttered. Kurt had just told him he looked good. "no Blaine. This is what Mark is trying to get you to get AWAY from." he told himself. He composed a reply.

Haha, you too. I have to go. I'm at home though, so you don't have to keep coming towards my house :). Bye!

He turned his phone off and fell face first onto his bed. He pulled his photo album out from his side drawer and began to look through it. He never realized it before, but every one of these pictures had Kurt in it. The album consisted mostly of the two boys hugging, or making faces at each other. He sighed, closed the album, and cried himself to sleep.

At Kurt's house however, there was more people than just the Hummel family. Mark was there, cradling Kurt's neck as they kissed passionately. When they decided to cool down, Mark picked up Kurt's phone and began scrolling through his messages. His eyes widened in shock and then narrowed in anger as he clicked on the conversation with the contact name Blaine. He speed-read their conversation quietly, causing Kurt to look over in his direction.
"Kurt, what's this? What are you talking about with him?” Mark demanded, thrusting the phone at Kurt. Kurt caught it and scrolled through the conversation. He laughed and said," Oh it's nothing."
"Really? Because to me it looks like something!” Mark thundered. Kurt's smile dropped off his face at Mark's expression.
"He just isn't talking to me and I don't know why, okay? God! Why are you so intrusive all the time?” Kurt snapped. "I'm going to shower. You can let yourself out, Mark.” Kurt grabbed a towel and a change of clothes and marched towards the bathroom. Mark sighed, picked up the phone, and began composing a text.
Blaine, it’s Mark off Kurt's phone. It's not enough. Go to the extreme, kay? I don't want you to talk to him at all. Ignore him. Or else.

He sent the text and deleted it from Kurt's phone. Then he left, tossing the phone onto Kurt's bed.

When Kurt finished his skin routine after showering, he picked up his phone.
1 new txt msg from: Blaine
Kurt almost dropped his phone out of surprise. He opened the text, and was confused when all it said was "okay.". He contemplated replying, but decided against it when he realized that Blaine would probably not reply back.

He checked the previous texts to find it empty. He racked his brains to figure out how to retrieve an "accidentally" deleted text message. After about 15 minutes of fiddling around with his phone, he found a text message to Blaine from Kurt during the time that Kurt was showering. He opened it hastily and read it. He was still confused. But he realized that something bad was going on between Mark and Blaine, which is why Mark overreacted at the text and why Blaine was suddenly uncomfortable around Mark. He was horrified for a second as he thought: was Mark cheating on him with Blaine? No.
No.
There was no way that either his boyfriend or his best friend would do that to him. He fell onto his bed and thought himself to sleep.
The weekend went relatively slow for the two of them, yet they didn't do anything.