William McKinley High School was crowded with students. Classes were about to start so there were people rushing towards the entrance. There were two girls who hadn’t entered the building and seemed to be waiting for someone. One of them, a beautiful latina girl looked annoyed, as the other one, a pretty blond girl, was reading a book. They were Blaine’s best friends, Santana Lopez and Quinn Fabray. Santana started tapping her foot on the pavement, making it impossible for Quinn to continue her reading. She noticed Santana’s impatience and closed her book.

"Calm down San, he'll be here. You know Blaine, he never skips school."

"And he better not start today! Seriously, what's wrong with him? He finally gets some and he doesn't even bother to call? I could've given him some tips!" Santana answered, crossing her arms.

"God, is sex all you ever think about? We don't know for sure if he was with someone last night."

Just as Santana was about to answer, someone yelled.

"Oh my God! Is that a Porsche?!"

Both girls turned around in time to see a black Porsche arriving at the school's parking lot. Many students were gathering in front of the entrance, trying to get a look at whoever was inside the car. Santana and Quinn also approached the scene.

Blaine saw all the people waiting for him to get out of the car and started panicking. But he soon spotted Quinn and Santana on a far end and felt relieved. Then he remembered he’d need to tell them everything that went down the night before and he didn’t feel so relieved anymore.

‘Should I tell them everything? Quinn won’t ask too many personal questions, I’m sure. But San… Oh, God! Santana won’t leave me alone! And she’ll keep asking really uncomfortable questions… Shit! This is going to be embarrassing’

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he jumped in surprise when he heard Kurt talk.

“We’re here, kid.”

Kurt’s tone was harsh. Blaine faced him and noticed the cautious look on his eyes. He had been quiet ever since Blaine told him what school he went to.

He wanted to ask, but Kurt had seemed so upset, he decided to drop it. Maybe he’d been a student here. Maybe he had hated it. Maybe it brought him nasty memories. Either way, Blaine decided it was none of his business.

“Uh, yeah. Thank you for dropping me off. You, uh, didn’t need to do that,” he said nervously as he grabbed the door’s handle.

“It was nothing, don’t worry about it.” But his tone made it clear that it had been something and Blaine was worried. He didn’t ask, though, he knew better than that.

Their eyes met and they stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Blaine wanted to just reach out and kiss him but he hadn’t forgotten they had an audience. He turned around reluctantly and opened the door.

“See you around,” he heard Kurt say as he was stepping out of the car. His eyes darted to Kurt’s face and he smiled brightly.

“Yeah, sure.”

Kurt stared at him for a moment, his eyes unreadable. When Blaine closed the door, Kurt started the engine again and drove off. As soon as the car was out of sight, Blaine was surrounded by curious classmates who wanted to know about his mysterious driver.

“Okay, the show’s over. Now move it!” Blaine heard Santana yelled as she and Quinn walked over to where he was. People moved to let them through, Santana being one of the most popular and frightening girls at school.

“Now, you have got some explaining to do,” she said, grinning mischievously as she grabbed him by the arm and led him inside the building. Quinn just smiled knowingly and linked herself to Blaine’s free arm.

‘Here we go’ he thought as they walked to first period.

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Finn was making breakfast when he heard his girlfriend, Rachel, coming down the stairs.

“Morning, beautiful!” He said as she entered the kitchen. She smiled and mumbled a response, to which Finn laughed.

“How did it go last night?” Rachel asked as she served herself some coffee, “Did a handsome guy catch your eye?”

Finn handed her a plate as he sat down.

“Ha ha, very funny. It was fun, at first. Kurt got bored and decided to leave early. And I thought we’d made it. No one had caught his eye and I just thought Kurt would go home alone, for once. But then… there was this guy outside the bar. He was just a kid and, you know. Kurt liked him instantly and approached him. Next thing I now, the kid had agreed to go with him.”

“Oh, no…”

“Yes. I didn’t like it at all and tried to convince the kid to go home. But then, something strange happened. We came to a stop at a red light and as I looked through the rear-view mirror, this scene caught my eye. They were looking at each other and I saw it, Rach. I saw that spark in Kurt’s eyes as he stared at the kid. It was gone in an instant, but it was there. It was like seeing the old Kurt again.”

“Wait, what are you saying?” asked Rachel, looking confused.

“I’m saying it was the first time in years that I saw Kurt look at someone like that! Our old Kurt is not completely gone! And maybe that kid could bring him back to us!” he said, smiling broadly. Rachel, however, was not smiling.

“Finn, while I admire your enthusiasm, you must remember that it’s been a really long time and Kurt still hasn’t changed. And just because he showed some emotion while staring at a boy doesn’t mean we’ll get the old Kurt back. He’s too… damaged.” Rachel said sadly, staring at her plate.

She looked up and noticing Finn’s smile fading, she quickly added, “D-don’t get me wrong, I want my best friend back to how he used to be just as bad as you do. I just… I’m not holding my breath. And I don’t want you to get all excited just to be disappointed again.”

“Yeah, I know. God, do I know. I just… I miss my brother,” His voice cracked and Rachel was by his side in an instant. She wrapped her arms around him tightly as tears started falling down her face.

“I know.”

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“Care to tell us where you were last night? And don’t you dare lie to me, Blaine Anderson. I’d hate to go all Lima Heights on you, of all people.” said Santana, as their class started.

“Okay, okay! Calm down. I got into a fight with my dad again so I just took my keys and left. Next thing I know, my subconscious was playing tricks on me and I ended up in GZ.”

Quinn’s eyes widened and said, “GZ? As in the Gay Zone?” Santana just smirked and raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah. I got near Epsilon and went to the backdoor to check out what was going on and suddenly, two guys come out of the bar…”

“Anderson, Lopez and Fabray, if you three have more important things to do than pay attention to my class; I suggest you leave the classroom.”

The three friends shook their heads and mumbled apologies. The teacher eyed them sternly and continued with his lecture. They decided to continue their conversation through little notes.

- So, what’s his name and was it a good fuck?

- OMG, Santana! TMI! You don’t have to answer that, Blaine.

- It’s okay, Quinny. His name was Kurt and… yes.

- You lucky bastard! Do you plan on seeing him again?

Blaine stared at the little note and smiled fondly before scribbling “maybe I’ll see him tonight.” and handing it to his best friends. When they read it, they squealed, earning yet another stern look from the teacher. They apologized once more and winked at Blaine, Santana mouthing ‘wanky’. His smile just grew wider.

‘Yes, I think I will pay him a visit.' He thought as he began taking notes for the class.

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Kurt sat on his couch reading a magazine. He was incredibly bored and kept waiting for the sound of the elevator to indicate that his guest had arrived.

After a few minutes, the sound came and the doors opened. Kurt got up and approached his guest.

“Well, hello there. You’re exactly what I had expected for tonight.”

“Good to know, but first things first… It’ll be $100”

“Right,” said Kurt as he took out his wallet, placing the money on the guy’s hand. He put the money away and grabbed Kurt’s waist. They kissed hard and just as Kurt was finished removing the guy’s shirt, the elevator’s doors opened once more. The pair turned their heads to see who had interrupted them and, after seeing who the intruder was, Kurt gave an exasperated sigh.

“What are you doing here?”

Blaine was entering the apartment, his eyes wide. Standing before him were Kurt and some half naked guy. He blushed furiously and he looked down quickly.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know you had company. I-I’ll just go.” He pressed the elevator’s button and got inside. Just as the doors were closing, he looked up one more time and his eyes found Kurt’s. They were gleaming with tears and it made Kurt’s chest hurt.

“I think you should go after him,” Kurt turned around startled. He had forgotten that the guy he hired was still there! What the hell was Blaine doing to him?

“Fuck this,” he said as he got inside the elevator and went all the way down. He caught up with Blaine as he was about to get inside his car. When Blaine heard the footsteps behind him, he turned around and was surprised to find Kurt.

“Listen to me. I don’t know what you want, but you need to know I don’t do boyfriends, okay? I’m not th-“

“I know.”

“…what?” Kurt was taken aback.

“I know you don’t do boyfriends and relationships. You were just having fun with me, not even caring how I would feel afterwards. I was just a fuck for you. I know, I knew it all along.” Blaine’s face was unreadable as he said this. Kurt, on the other hand, was very much surprised.

“Then why did you come here?”

“Because I wanted you to prove me wrong. Show that you gave a shit about taking my virginity away or something. It’s okay, though. I might be younger but I’m not dumber. I won’t bother you with any more visits” Blaine’s eyes were still gleaming with tears but he forced himself not to cry, “Goodbye, Kurt.”

Before Kurt was able to answer, Blaine got inside his car and drove off, leaving him standing alone on the sidewalk. He was confused and he could feel the turmoil of feelings stirring up in his chest for the first time in years.