CHAPTER 5

By Klainer0801

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Kurt turned around with one swift movement and looked Blaine right in the eyes as he arrived by his side: “I don’t want to hear it.”

Kurt slammed his bedroom door behind him, ignoring his father’s worried shouts. He kicked the corner of his desk by his bed with a hard thud but soon realised it was the wrong decision when his foot began to throb with pain.

Hobbling over to his bed, he wiped the tears from his face, which had been streaming no-stop since he left Blaine standing alone outside Scandals a few hours ago. How could this have all happened? A few weeks ago Kurt was unhappy, true, yet content with the way his life was going, but now? It felt like his life was becoming one misery after another.

“Fuck you!” he shouted at no-one in particular, however he knew who he wanted to direct it at. Kurt grunted irately as he sank back onto his bed, resting his head on the wall behind. Kurt knew he shouldn’t but he began thinking about the nights events again.

It was hard to remember everything; he was still slightly intoxicated with alcohol, but what he did remember shocked him. Maybe it was Kurt’s fault that Blaine had run off to Sebastian, after all Kurt did leave Blaine just after he’d admitted his feelings loud and clear. However, that in no way excused Blaine for what he did.

“Kurt, you ok bud?” came Burt’s soft voice from behind his door.

“ I’m fine dad. I’m just tired, I’ll speak to you in the morning.” Kurt lied as he collapsed sideways to lie on his comfy mattress. He didn’t even bother to get changed or pull up his quilt, he simply lay there and let himself drift into a deep sleep.

Kurt glanced up from his table to see Mr.Shue staring at him intensely. Realising he’d been looking gloomily down at his sheet music for the past 10 minutes without singing, he sat bolt upright, smiling slightly at the teacher.

“Are you with us today Kurt?” Mr.Shue said with concern in his voice.

The rest of the Glee club looked over at Kurt, only a few of them having noticed his lack of attention. Kurt tried to ignore this and kept his focus on the teacher.

Trying to keep a forced smile on his face Kurt replied, “Oh, yeah. Sorry Sir. Just a bit tired today…”

“You sure, Kurt? Anyone giving you trouble? I’ll sort them out for you.” Puck said encouragingly over from the other side of the room.

Kurt spun around as he heard the next voice: “He said he’s fine didn’t he?”

All of the Glee club member’s heads turned to find the source of the voice, almost synchronised. There, leaning against the doorframe with his bag slung over his shoulder, was Blaine Anderson. The smirk on his face let Kurt know that something he wouldn’t like was about to happen. Kurt closed his eyes and let out a deep breath before talking to the boy.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Blaine raised his eyebrow at Kurt before leaving his position and walking towards the centre of the room. “Joining Glee club, is that ok with you Hummel?”

A few gasps and even a few sniggers were heard from various people in the room. Nobody had expected that. Blaine, the fiery bad boy of the school, wanting to join Glee club. Rachel stood up, almost as if to inspect him.

“Can you even sing? You do know this is a SINGING group right?” After receiving a small cough from Mike she continued, “Ok, can you sing OR dance?”

“Wanna see for yourself?”

Everyone in the room sat back in their chairs as if in reply. Rachel smiled sarcastically and sat down next to Fin, who took her hand in his. Mr.Shue shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand to show Blaine he could start. Kurt, after watching everyone’s reaction, shook his head, crossed his arms and leant forward to listen. This was going to be good. He knew Blaine was a good singer but he DID NOT want him in Glee club: his one place to get away from everything. Blaine started to sing, smirking up at Kurt with mystery in his eyes.

You're so good,
and you're so bad,
and everybody wants to be your man.
Your so good and your so bad,
and everybody wants to be. .
in your hair,
and under your skin,
and in those clothes,
and on those, lips.
But me.

When Blaine reached the chorus, a few awkward glances were being exchanged between the Glee club members. Many people had even taken to keeping their head down, pretending to inspect their nails instead of look at Blaine. They all knew who he was directing the song at. Kurt scoffed and rolled his eyes. No way.

Kiss And Tell,
everybody else,
and you're at your best,
when I'm naked,
making baby steps.

You make the rules up as you go,
So I've gotta make some of my own,
You make the rules up as you go,
so I'm gonna send your love home.

What did you expect from me?
I said there's so much more that you won't see.
What did you expect from me?
I said I'm smarter than,
Him you see.

Kiss and Tell,
everybody else,
and you're at your best,
when I'm naked,
baby steps,
and I'm sick and tired,
of bein' the good guy.
And I've done my time,
you should,
hit the back of the line.

Blaine was moving around the room at this point showing his full potential. However, Rachel, Mr.Shue and Kurt were the only ones still looking at him. Rachel and Mr.Shue were looking at him in disbelief of his remarkable talent. Kurt was staring in disbelief of how much cheek Blaine had to sing that song, obviously to him.

I know, you don't need to tell me,
I know, you don't need to tell me,
I know, you don't need to tell me,
I know, you don't need to tell me,
I know, you don't need to tell me,
I know, you dont need to tell me,

I know, you don't,
I know, you don't,

Need to tell me,
tell me.

Kiss and Tell,
Everybody else,
and you're at your best,
when I'm naked,
baby steps,
and I'm sick and tired,
of bein' the good guy.
And I've done my time,
you should,
hit the back of the line

Blaine finished the song perfectly, staring at Kurt hungrily. Kurt widened his eyes at Blaine, not quite believing he was being like this after the night at Scandals. Mr.Shue stood up and clapped Blaine on the back. “Welcome to the group.”

Blaine’s eyes gleamed, still not having left Kurt’s gaze. Kurt couldn’t take it anymore.

Throwing his chair backwards in anger, Kurt stood up and raced out of the room as fast as he could.

“Hey Kurt. You alright mate? You looked kinda stressed back there?”

Kurt looked up from his open Maths book on the table in front of him to see Noah Puckerman standing above him. He clambered over the bench to sit down next to Kurt.

“Yeah, I’m good. Thanks anyway.” Kurt said with a pleasant smile in reply. “It’s not the bullies. They haven’t touched me since… well, you heard about Blaine almost killing Brett I presume.”

“So there is someone bothering you then? You realise I would have protected you from them too.”

Realising he just let that slip, Kurt sighed deeply before looking back up at Puck. He’d been friends with him for a while now and ever since Puck had joined Glee club, he had been overly protective of Kurt. He had always been trying to make up for when he used to chuck Kurt in the school dumpsters. Kurt checked there was no-one near before he turned in his seat to speak with the boy.

He noticed Blaine in his leather jacket and jeans. He was sat by himself across the lunch area, smoking and watching Kurt and Puck closely. Kurt smiled evilly as an idea sprang to mind.

“Ok, Puck. You wanna help me right? You’re up for a little fun?” When Kurt received a nod in reply he continued “I’ve got a plan. Its Blaine… he’s been playing me around a bit.”

Puck furrowed his eyebrows at the mention of this. “Keep talking.”

“I wanna make him jealous.” Kurt said, hopefully but at the same time was doubtful Puck would agree.

“Kurt, you do know I’m not gay right?”

“I know. It wouldn’t be in front of anyone – just Blaine. You both have detention tomorrow night, so if I get detention it would be the perfect opportunity.” Kurt whispered to Puck excitedly. “Haven’t you always wanted to experience everything?”

“Fair enough. I’m up for anything really. You know once me and Santana di-“

“PUCK. I really don’t want to know. So you’ll help me yeah? Good. I’ll see you in detention.”

Kurt got up to leave after whispering thank-you to Puck, but noticed Blaine was still watching the pair of them. So before he left, Kurt picked up Puck’s hand and gave it a quick squeeze along with a cheeky smile.

Puck seemed to catch on, noticing Blaine too. He stood up and gave Kurt a hug before letting him leave.

Kurt had managed to get detention from his history teacher by simply turning up 10 minutes late to his lesson. All his humanities teachers gave the same punishment to all pupils, including Puck and Blaine: Writing lines in the detention hall. Perfect.

He hadn’t seen Blaine all day but knew he was here from hearing his name when wondering through the corridor. That’s the great thing for Kurt. Blaine, being so well known for his acts, cannot get away with anything without the whole school knowing instantly.

Kurt almost ran to his detention at the end of the school day, scheming about what he would do to Blaine. He had never wanted to hurt Blaine until that night at Scandals. Now, he wanted it more than ever. He wanted Blaine to feel the hurt that Kurt felt every time he looked over and saw Blaine kissing another person. Well, he had a hunch Blaine was already wary of Pucks protectiveness of Kurt: The glee club interruption, the lunch area hug etc. So this was his chance to show Blaine his pain.

He walked into the detention hall to see Puck was already sat writing lines.

“Mr.Hummel, sit down please. Here’s some paper.” Said the teacher Kurt didn’t even know, who was sitting at the front desk. That’s the great thing about the detention hall: the teachers didn’t care what you got up to.

Kurt chose the seat next to Puck. “Is Blaine not here yet?”

“He’s normally late. He’ll be here in a min.” Puck said casually leaning back on his chairs back legs.

Almost as if by clockwork, Blaine pushed the door open aggressively and walked in, before startling when he noticed Kurt was in the room. Puck grabbed Kurt’s under the table so Blaine could see. Kurt smiled in surprise; Puck seemed as excited as Kurt to get Blaine jealous. ‘It must be because of the bad boy status’ thought Kurt.

Blaine ignored his ‘welcome’ from the teacher and went to sit at the desk at the back of the room, also blanking Kurt as he walked past. Kurt knew he had chosen the seat at the back so he could keep an eye on the pair in front of him. Kurt didn’t mind.

A few minutes passed, mainly containing exchanges of flirty touches and glances between Kurt and Puck to keep Blaine on his toes. Kurt knew Blaine was getting annoyed when a crumpled piece of paper had been thrown in his direction. He caught it and looked back at Blaine as he read the note. Blaine had an expression of pure annoyance on his face and Kurt was enjoying it. Puck had read the note too: Still crying over me and Sebastian? I don’t belong to you, y’know.

Kurt almost laughed out loud. Normally he would be extremely hurt and offended by the note but due to the current situation, and Pucks hand resting on his leg, he found it genuinely amusing.

“I’m just popping to the staffroom. I’ll be back soon. Be quiet and behave.” Said the teacher from the front of the classroom. Kurt was the only one who acknowledged her.

“Let’s grab our chance” hissed Puck as he pounced on Kurt.

Puck was not as good as a kisser as Blaine; obviously he was not used to making out with boys. Still, the kiss was hot and gloriously messy. Pucks hands had rested on Kurt’s hips as he pushed his body down into the chair behind. Kurt’s hands began crawling their way up the straight boys back to grasp onto his Mohawk. He felt Pucks hand closest to Blaine slide down his thigh seductively as he increased the pressure in the kiss. 3 seconds later, Puck had been pulled off top of him.

Blaine was standing over them, having grabbed Puck’s shirt to pull him up. He had an expression equivalent to death on his face and was bright red from the anger bubbling inside him. He had balled his hands into fists and looked about ready to punch Puck square in the face.

Kurt jumped up and pulled Puck by the hand across the room to the store cupboard. He shouted back at Blaine “I don’t belong to you, y’know!!!”

He slammed the door behind them as they entered the store cupboard. They tried to contain their laughter as Puck tripped over a broom. With one shared look, they knew they both wanted to wind Blaine up even more.

Kurt squinted through a hole in the wooden door and saw Blaine still standing in the same position they left him in. As he stood back up straight and gave Puck the nod, he was shoved into the door behind him by the boy’s muscular arms, making a bang loud enough for Blaine to hear clearly.

Kurt and Puck had fun experimenting with all the different noises they could make to annoy Blaine. They were full out laughing now, but that just added to the illusion of them having great experimental sex in the store cupboard.

They had chucked things continually into as many hard surfaces as they could find, making bangs and crashes of all kinds. Puck scratched his fingernails down the wooden door, faking heavy breathing as he did. Kurt had even trialled the many different groans, moans and even screams that would come out of his mouth.

Kurt checked once more to see Blaine was still there. He was now sat down in his chair again, one leg slung over so his ankle was resting on his other knee. He had his arms folded and was pursing his lips together. Kurt noticed the blood across Blaine’s knuckles where he must have punched the wall repeatedly and Kurt smirked.

Kurt and Puck played with each other’s appearance, sticking Kurt’s hair out at weird angles and buttoning Pucks shirt up extremely wrong. Once they were happy they both looked post-sex worthy, they strolled out of the closet casually. Happy to see the teacher wasn’t yet back and that Blaine was looking livid as ever, Kurt pulled Puck over to sit in their original seats.

“Fuck you Hummel!” Kurt heard Blaine shout from behind him in a hoarse voice he found so sexy. Damn, the boy had hurt him AND he had just deliberately made him jealous… yet he still found Blaine sexy?

“Charming, Anderson” was all that Kurt could give in return, not realising that he’d uncharacteristically used Blaine’s last name.

All Kurt heard was few hasty and heavy footsteps before his chair was kicked from underneath him, causing him to fall to the floor, reminding him of his first lesson with Blaine. However, this time, no sarcastic comment or innuendo came after.

Confused, Kurt glanced up, only to catch the back of Blaine leaving the room in a hurry.

Usually Blaine was so confident and sure, now he seemed almost too hurt and angry to make sense of what he was doing. Surely he hadn’t hurt Blaine that much? Had he?