"Hello?"

"Um.. hi," Blaine said, losing all the confidence he had a couple of seconds ago. Damnit Anderson, get it together! "Im not sure if you remember me from last night..."

"Well its kind of hard to forget you," the voice replied, stopping Blaines heart for a second. "I mean, you have my phone..."

"Right..." Blaine said, chuckling softly to himself. Of course he meant it that way, Blaine! "So..." 

"So.. I dont know about you, but I would certainly love to have my phone back. Any chance we could meet somewhere to switch back?"

"Right..." Blaine said hesitantly. "About that... I dont really think were within meeting distance right now..."

"What, do you live in another part in New York? Cause I can just take the-"

"Not exactly," Blaine interjected.

"Then where exactly are you..?" the stranger inquired. 

"Los Angeles..." he replied sheepishly.

"LA?" the voice said, squeaking noticeably. "Youre not in New York?"

"No... I, uh, actually, l live with Jake? Hes like one of my best friends." 

The line went silent for a moment. "Oh, ah, wow... It must be fun to live with someone famous. Wait, what am I saying, I live with two celebrities... and now Im babbling. Sorry," the stranger ended with a nervous chuckle.

"Oh, no, its fine! You werent rambling... I am curious to know though, who are your celebrity roommates? Were they at the party last night?"

"Yeah, actually, I came with them. You know Mercedes Jones and Rachel Berry, right?" he replied.

"Mercedes Jones? As in the one who just finished the tour with Jake?" Blaine questioned.

"Yeah, do you know her?" The stranger asked back.

"Well, not personally, no. Just what Ive heard from Jake," Blaine lied. He felt his stomach turn. He never enjoyed lying to people, but he wasnt really sure he wanted the stranger to ask Mercedes about him... He cleared his throat quickly. "But as far as Rachel Berry, Ive heard the name somewhere before. She played Fanny in the revival of Funny Girl, right?"

"Yeah, well she likes think of like she IS Fanny Brice. She acts like having this part is like being a famous movie star. Im not one to say much though, shes gotten farther then I have in this city.

"A diva, huh? We all know what those are like..." Blaine commented with a chuckle. 

"Tell me about it..." the stranger replied. He let out a sigh. "But even though she can be a pain in the ass, I wouldnt trade our friendship for anything in the world."

"Yeah, I know what thats like too."

The conversation continued to flow easily, and before they knew it, they had been talking for three hours. They were just about about to move on to yet another new topic, when Blaine heard Jake coming down the hallway.

"Hey, I gotta go... Jakes up and I promised him we would spend the entire day watching movies."

"Oh, okay," the stranger said, trying to hide the hint of disappointment in his voice. "...Can we talk later?"

"Yeah... Id like that," Blaine replied. Right as Blaine was about to end the call, the voice spoke up again.

"Wait! Do I get a name...?" 

Blaine hesitated. He had actually really enjoyed talking to person, but would that still be the case if the stranger on the other side knew he was talking to "rising pop sensation," Blaine Anderson? It was odd, he had literally just met this guy yesterday. It didnt really make sense for him to care so much, but... It had been so long since anyone had talked to him like a real person. When was the last time he just sat and talked to someone like that? When was the last time he had a phone call that wasnt about work? Being around Jake and the Warblers was great and all, but with everyones success, it was becoming more an more rare to find moments where work wasnt somehow interfering with their time together. If there was a chance that he could talk to this stranger again, and have more of these conversations, telling his his real name might just ruin it... In the end, he decided to keep it simple.

"Blaine," he finally answered. It technically wasnt lying. 

"Well Blaine, it was nice talking to you," he replied. 

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Arent you going to give me a name in return?" 

The stranger went quiet for a moment before finally saying, "Kurt."

"Well Kurt, it was nice talking to you too."

~

"Blaine, I swear, if we watch ONE MORE DISNEY MOVIE..." Jake complained from his corner of the couch. Blaine laughed, getting off the couch to change the movie in the DVD player. They had just finished watching Frozen, which was the third Disney movie they had watched today. Before that, they watched The Little Mermaid & Lion King, which set Jakes teeth on edge. Jakes love for Disney movies ran much shorter than Blaines, but since they were best friends, he put up with it.

He glanced at the shelf of movies against the wall and Blaine turned back to Jake. "Your choice."

"Avengers?" Jake asked with a pleading look in his eyes. 

Blaines phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his pocket. He smiled when he saw a message from his own phone. 

From Kurt: Have you driven Jake insane yet?

To Kurt: Yet? Weve watched three Disney movies already

"Blaine?" Jake asked from the couch, "Are you going to put the movie in or..?"

"Right, sorry." He said, grabbing the DVD case and pushing the disk into the player. He got up from the floor and turned off the lights before hopping back onto the couch. The movie started and the Marvel logo lit up the dark room. A moment after the narration started he got another text.

From Kurt: Not sure its wise to mess with a pop star, the fangirls will be all over you

"Hes got a point," Jake said over his shoulder, making Blaine jump in surprise. "Those fangirls can be real crazy."

Blaine rolled his eyes, and typed a message back to Kurt.

To Kurt: Jake says to tell you he agrees (sorry, he can be a real pain in my ass)

"Keeping it classy, I see." Jake snorted as he laid back against the couch. "Is that Mercedess friend Kurt?"

Blaine turned to him, raising a questioning eyebrow, "Mercedes has a friend named Kurt?"

"Do you not remember Mercedes calling him like, everyday? She wanted him to come on tour with us really badly, but he had school," Jake said, stealing a piece of popcorn from the large bowl sitting on the table. Blaine stared at the phone and then back at Jake. It couldnt be, could it...?

**Flashback**

Upon boarding the tour bus an hour ago, the group was really quiet. They had just finished a show in Cleveland, not far from where Mercedes used to live down in Lima. Most of them were exhausted, retreating to their bunks to either surf the internet or sleep for the rest of the night. While Blaine was getting ready for bed, he noticed Mercedes sitting in the main seating area with a laptop perched on her lap. After a moment, the sound of an incoming Skype call popped up on her computer, and she answered excitedly. 

"Hey Kurt!" She greeted energetically. "Hows your audition prep going?"

"Okay I guess. I cant seem to find the right song... I dont want to sing anything that screams Im desperate, but I need something thatll show exactly why I want this part," said Kurts voice, ringing out from the computer. "God, for all we sung in high school, youd think this would be easy." 

"Tell me about it. But I know youll figure it out, Hummel. You always find a way to pull it off. Remember NYADA auditions at McKinley? You practically changed songs at the tip of a hat." she exclaimed.

"I guess youre right..." He replied. "But hey, I didnt call to talk about me, I called to talk about you. How was the show tonight?"

"It was amazing. The fans were amazing, and we all preformed like it was our last performance ever! I wish you could have been there."

"I wish I could have been there too, Cedes. But its been crazy over here this week with school starting back up again. I didnt even have the chance to visit Burt and Carole," he said with a hint of sadness.

"Well, can I save you tickets for the final show in New York?" She asked hopefully.

"Of course, I wouldnt miss it for the world!" he answered. The sound of other voices filled the computer speakers and Blaine heard Kurt yell something at the voices. "Hey, listen, Im getting ambushed by Berry and Lopez, can I call youtomorrow?"

"Ill see when I can squeeze you in, white boy," she said with a wink. "Bye boo!"

"Bye Cedes! Love you!" Blaine heard the call disconnect as Mercedes shut her laptop. Blaine turned back around quickly, headingto his bunk to sleep. He got under the covers, feeling like he had just intruded on a private conversation.

**End of flashback**

Everything made sense now. The calls Mercedes made were to her best friend Kurt, who almost went on tour with them. Her Kurt was the same Kurt that he ran into at the bar just last night.

"Oh my god," Blaine whispered to himself, "This is Kurts cellphone,"

"Wait, what?" Jake asked confused. "This is Kurt Hummels phone?"

Blaine couldnt even answer Jakes questions. He did know Kurt. And now he was lying to him.