CHAPTER 2

By Klainer0801

*I do not own Glee or any of the characters* - I wish :)

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On the paper was a handwritten letter. It was simple: a phone number, Blaine’s name and then a kiss. So that was why Blaine was so sure he’d be seeing Kurt again…

Twirling his thumbs aimlessly over the keypad on his phone, Kurt sighed and finally stopped pacing.

“Are you done?” Rachel shouted from the kitchen. She had her attention glued to frying pan in front of her but Kurt could tell she had been watching him stride across the room out of the corner of her eye.

“Yes… No.” Kurt said as he began pacing again, still not having pressed a single letter on the keypad.

“Right. Give that here!” Rachel snatched Kurt’s phone out of his grasp and walked towards her bedroom door, “Look after the cooking will you?”

“No I will not Rachel Berry! Now give me my phone back!” Kurt said, trying to reach round and take his phone back.

Rachel kept the phone in a tight grip while searching for Kurt’s newly saved numbers. Just as she reached her bedroom door she found the number she was looking for. “Aha! This must be Blaine!”

“No Rachel!!” Kurt screamed, but it was too late. Rachel opened the bedroom door and shut herself in. Kurt tried to push the handle down and let himself in but it was obvious Rachel was leaning against it with all her weight. “Rachel open this door. NOW!”

Kurt froze as he heard Rachel’s next words. He was going to kill that girl.

“Hey Blaine! So I’ve- Oh sorry, yes I’m Rachel… Kurt’s friend. He asked me to ring you and give you a message. He’s busy at the moment so he can’t come to the phone but if you’d like to meet him at Central Café about noon… he has something of yours. Yes? Ok wonderful! I’ll let him know now! Nice talking to you Blaine.”

Rachel slowly opened the door and held Kurt’s phone out in her palm, a smug expression creeping up her face. “Central Café… Noon… Be there.”

“I hate you.” Kurt sneered before revealing the pillow he had been concealing behind his back and throwing it with full force into Rachel’s face.

Rachel stumbled backwards, having to grab the door handle to support. Kurt doubled over in laughter before having the pillow thrown right back at him. He looked up to see Rachel pulling herself up and pointing at him with a look of determination on her face.

“That’s it Kurt Hummel! Come here!” Rachel shrieked before launching herself at the boy in front of her. The pair fell to the floor together in laughter. Rachel cornered Kurt and leant over him, triumphant she had won.

Kurt’s eyes grew wide in realisation of what Rachel was going to do. “Please…”was all Kurt managed to whisper before he gasped out and broke into laughter as Rachel began to tickle his sides. “NO RACH- STOP RA-AHHH!!”

BEEEEEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEP!

Rachel’s face dropped completely as she heard the fire alarm blasting above her. Struggling to her feet, she pushed her hair out her face and began sprinting back into the kitchen of their apartment.

“KURT I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU LET THE BACON BURN! NO BREAKFAST FOR YOU!”

Blaine shoved his phone into his back pocket and ran back into the flats. It took him a while to climb the stairs to his room on the 4th floor and by the time he’d reached the door he was getting out of breath.

As soon as he got inside he chucked his guitar and music into his usual space by the door and headed straight for his bedroom. He sighed stressfully as he opened the door but soon took the breath back in when he saw the sight in front of him, “God Carl! Really, I’ve been gone two seconds?!”

Blaine closed his eyes as he saw Carl, who he was flat-sharing with, being straddled by a pretty young blonde who was currently sucking down his neck. Carl simply grabbed the young girl by her ass cheeks and brought her closer, “Well I have to take every opportunity I get with you in the fucking house! Why the hell are you back anyway?!”

“I… I umm- forgot something! Can you please get out of here so I can get changed…” Blaine said before proceeding towards the wardrobe at the far end of the small room.

The young girl dragged Carl off the bed by his wrist and he reluctantly followed her out of the room but not before shouting back at Blaine, “So you haven’t forgotten anything! You’ve got a date haven’t you!? With a dude I’m guessing… eurgh… fag!”

Blaine clenched his hands into fists as he tried to calm himself down. He didn’t particularly like living with Carl, in fact he hated it… but it was the only way he could afford to live anywhere decent. He’d put up with the constant bulling for long enough but the comments still hurt him. Though Blaine’s loud thoughts he heard the blonde shout at Carl for his harsh words. Blaine suddenly felt a rush of compassion for the girl but pushed it away as quickly as it came.

As the door closed, Blaine looked back into his wardrobe. It was now 10:30 so he had enough time to pick a nice outfit. He didn’t quite know why he was making such an effort for someone he’d met only once, but the last time he had seen Kurt, the boy had been dressed immaculately and Blaine thought he best make an attempt to look respectable for him.

Grimacing, Blaine wiped the dust off his standing mirror to check his outfit. He was quite impressed with his choices but still had to trial 4 different bow ties before he settled with a plain gray one to match the pocket lining on his casual trousers. He adjusted the sleeves on his check shirt and pulled his navy vest on before leaving the bedroom.

Blaine turned and nodded to the young girl who was now lying over Carl on the sofa and then turned to his flat-mate, “I’ll be back soon to get my guitar. Bye.”

“Have fun with your bum buddy!”

“Oh I will, don’t you worry.”

Blaine just managed to catch the disgusted look on Carls face before he left the apartment and headed down the steps outside.

Rachel managed to persuade Kurt to take her keys and pretend he thought they were Blaine’s but he wasn’t too confident in his acting skills at the moment.

Ever since he got home last night with another boys number, Rachel had not stopped talking about the mysterious Blaine. Kurt had tried to calm her saying he was just a friend but she was having none of it. Kurt was positive it was just a silly crush… but the why did his heart skip a beat when he saw the boy walking in through the Café door?

Kurt’s breath caught in his throat but he forced himself to swallow and shout out – maybe a little too loudly- to get Blaine’s attention. Next thing he knew, Blaine was sat in front of him… he was literally glowing. He looked so beautiful whatever he wore.

“Hey! How you doing?” Blaine said with a beaming smile on his face.

Kurt chuckled slightly at how Blaine seemed to be constantly over-happy and excited, “I’m good thanks… you?”

“Yeah, I’m great! So, Rachel said you had something of mine?” Blaine said leaning forwards in interest. His scent reached Kurt while he was unprepared. Kurt let out a slight hum at how good Blaine smelt.

Kurt saw Blaine raise his one eyebrow, so he tried to cover up the noise he’d made with a cough. He felt his face gain a slight red tint and silently punished himself for doing something like that. Kurt doubted there was a human being on the planet who could say Blaine wasn’t attractive. He was totally hot.

“Kurt?” Blaine said, bringing Kurt out of his thoughts.

“Sorry! Yes… uhh..I found these keys - by where we were standing…. I presumed they were yours.”

Blaine took the keys out of his hands with a confused look. When he began to laugh, Kurt panicked and tried to reach for the keys.

Blaine held back the keys and dangled them in the air, “Kurt, why would I have a picture of a kitten and a key ring with the caption ‘I love my perfect man’ on it?”

If it were possible Kurt turned an even deeper red and pulled the keys out of Blaine’s hand and down onto the table. He dropped his head in embarrassment and reminded himself to kill Rachel later for convincing him to do this.

“I mean the perfect man quote I can understand… but the kitten? Did you really think I’d have a kitten on my keys?”  Blaine leant back in his chair, his smile even wider on his face and his eyes lighting up with joy.

“Your – Your married?” Kurt tried to look just vaguely interested but he physically felt his heart stop in his chest at the news.

“No, no… just gay.”

Kurt’s heart suddenly picked up speed, too fast for Kurt to cope with. He froze at Blaine’s words as his blood pumped at lightning speeds through his body and he could feel his eyes growing wider and wider.

Blaine’s face dropped into a disheartened expression that Kurt hated to see on his face, “Please don’t say you’re a homophobe… you seemed like such a great guy too!”

“Hell no! I’m actually gay too...”Kurt almost shouted out to stop Blaine from getting out of his seat.

Blaine didn’t say anything and this time it was actually Blaine’s turn to blush slightly as he smiled politely back at Kurt.

Kurt broke the awkward silence, “Well anyway, I’m sorry to call you out… these weren’t even your keys!”

“Its fine, it was nice seeing you again!”Blaine said as he stood up to shake Kurt’s hand. It seemed so formal for the situation but both boys went along with it anyway.

“You too Blaine! Anyway I’ve got to get going… Need to find Rachel.”

“Hmmm… I’m sure she’ll be wanting her keys back eh?” Blaine said with a smirk across his face, making him look sexier than anything Kurt had ever seen.

Kurt had to shake himself out of the trance Blaine kept putting him in. He realised what Blaine had said and opened his mouth to say some clever remark but nothing came out… how did he know?!

Blaine, almost as if he had read Kurt’s mind nodded down to the keys in Kurt’s hand.

Kurt looked down and placed his head into his hands in embarrassment. There on the chain was a bright pink key ring with Rachel’s name in big bold letters across it. Kurt laughed out loud and quickly put the keys into his pocket. He gave last one meaningful look at Blaine and shrugged his shoulder, “I’ll see you around, Blaine.”

Kurt was just about out the door when he heard his name being called and a few seconds later Blaine’s hand was resting on his shoulder.

“Actually Kurt, I was wondering… what are you up to tonight around 7ish?”

This time it was Kurt who raised his eyebrows at Blaine, “I’m free… why?”

Blaine let go of Kurt’s shoulder and suddenly looked quite timid, “Well, there’s some sort of event going on down at Central Park tonight; I’ll be playing there… not professionally but it would be nice if you could come hear me play even if it’s just one song maybe?”

“I’d love to! I’ll see you there!” Kurt said, loving how Blaine’s face lit up completely at Kurt’s response.