Kurt has been really confused the last few days. All his confusion keeps leading him back to one thing, or one person - Blaine.

Blaine had told him he was beautiful. He didn't imagine that, right? So why was Blaine acting like this, why does he keep running away? Why does Kurt even care, when he knows nothing could ever happen between them.

It had been three days since Blaine told Kurt about him selling his songs. Every time he would see Blaine outside or talking with his dad, Kurt would attempt to walk over to them. But everytime Blaine noticed him he would excuse himself, saying how he had some business to take care of, all before Kurt could even make it them.

Kurt didn't really know what he did wrong, but all this was really starting to hurt. He missed talking to Blaine. They were also kind of friends, at least that's what he thought.

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Kurt needed to get ready for school; he needed to meet up Rachel before class. He walked into his closet pulling out a very stylish outfit that consisted of a pair of red shiny jeans (that made his ass look fantastic) and a black turtle neck. He changed into it, quickly. He walked into his bathroom, brushing his teeth before starting on his hair. Styling is hair took longer than anything else; it had to be perfect, not even a piece out of shape. Once his hair was perfect, he ran down the stars and turned the corner to go into the kitchen.

Once he made it into the kitchen, Kurt saw his dad in the kitchen getting ready to also start his day. He decided to tell his dad goodbye before leaving. "Morning, Dad," Kurt said, over his shoulder. He was putting some bread into the toaster when he heard his dad mumble a good morning back. 

After eating his toast, Kurt gives his dad a hug, "Bye, Dad. Be careful at work today, please." He pulled away from the hug, smiling back at his dad.

"You don't need to worry about me, Kurt." Burt replied.

Kurt laughed and nodded along. "Yeah, yeah. Got it. I'll see you later, okay?"

Burt waved a goodbye, as Kurt turned away, walking towards the front door.

After getting into his car, Kurt's mind started to wonder. He loved his dad, his dad was everything to him. He wished his dad would be more careful with what he ate and how hard he worked because if Kurt lost him, he would literally have no one else. He wanted his dad to be around for a long, long time.

The only bad thing was his dad was Blaine's best friend and he wonders if maybe that's why Blaine keeps running away. Maybe Blaine didn't want to disrespect his father and Kurt can understand that. He wondered if Blaine and his dad didn't know each other, if things could be different. If Blaine would have already given in to the feelings Kurt knows he has for him.

Kurt pulled into the parking lot at school, after parking he went on his search to find Rachel. He had already decided the night before he needed to talk to someone about the Blaine situation and with Rachel being his best friend, he thought she was the best choice.

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"Rachel, I need to talk to you, now." Kurt had found Rachel by her locker, putting some of her books away. He needed to be alone with her, but since he got there she had just been rambling on and on to him, and he had not been able to get a word in edgewise. That was until she took a pause, to look for the book she desperately needed. 

Rachel turned to look at him, with curiosity on her face. "Really, and what do you need to talk to me about?" She asked, closing her locker and hooking her arm with Kurt's, as they started walking.

"I kinda want to talk about it in private. It's personal." Kurt said, looking around to make sure no one was listening in on them. People at this school really have a knack for listening in on conversations that have nothing to do with them.

"Oh, this must be good." Rachel said, pulling him towards the choir room. Once they made it to their destination, Rachel shut and locked the doors. "Okay, spill everything," she said, excitedly, taking a seat next to Kurt.

Here goes nothing, Kurt thought. He was finally going to get all of this off his chest, and he had a feeling once he talked about it he would be feeling a lot better. Not completely better because only talking to Blaine would make that happen, he feared.

"Okay, so last Friday I was home alone." Kurt started, his eyes downcast. He didn't want to see Rachel's face when he said this. "Blaine came over. You remember Blaine right?" After seeing Rachel nod in agreement, he continued. "Well, he came over and we talked about stuff. It doesn't really matter what, but we started talking about me not being out with my friends or on date because there are not that many gay guys in town." He saw Rachel agreeing, she knew how much he wanted to actually be able to date someone, but first there actually had to be someone for him to date. "Anyways, what I am getting to is - he called me beautiful and things got really intense after that." He heard Rachel gasp so he brought his eyes up to her face, seeing hers almost bulging out of their sockets.

"Kurt, did you kiss or anything at all?" Kurt had to laughed, of course that is where her mind went.

"No, Rachel. My dad walked in before he could even tell me what he meant by calling me beautiful. Then he could not get out of there fast enough." Kurt said, with a grimace.

"Oh, Kurt. Maybe if your dad hadn't showed up he would have told you how in love with you he has always been and then you could have told him the same, and lived happily ever after." Rachel replied, with the biggest grin Kurt had ever seen on her face. 

He shook his head, "That is a fantasy, Rachel. Really? That would never happen to me, thank you very much. This is the real would. He doesn't love me." Kurt was sure Blaine didn't love him, but he knew he had some kind of feelings and Kurt was determined to get Blaine to let his guard down and give in to them.

"Okay, fine. Maybe he doesn't love you, but he called you beautiful, he has to feel something for you." Rachel replied, giving Kurt a pointed look.

"I do agree. Blaine has to feel something, and I want to know what that is." Kurt started to stand. He was feeling better after telling Rachel everything.

"So, what are you going to do? Also, what would your dad think of all this? He and Blaine are friends, and Blaine is like one hundred years older than you." Rachel felt the need to point out.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "He is not one hundred years older than me, Rachel, he's eighteen years older than me, and that is nothing if you think about it." He was being ridiculous, he knew that, but he just needed to make himself feel better. After all age didn't matter to him. "As for my dad, I'd imagine he wouldn't be too happy at first, but once he sees how happy I am, he wouldn't care." I hope, Kurt added silently. "Regarding Blaine, I don't know yet, that is something I will work on. None of this would even matter if he doesn't feel the same way anyways, so we should just hope.

"Yes, hope." He reiterated.

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After Kurt's talk with Rachel, he felt a weight being lifted off his shoulders. Sure he still needed to talk to Blaine, but getting to talk to someone had helped. To top that off, Rachel was all for him and Blaine dating. She really was the best friend he could ask for.

Kurt was laying on his bed, resting from his long and tiring day at school, or more like long and tiring glee practice. Mr. Schue had been going crazy, making everyone join his booty camp. But he was finally free from all that dancing and was now getting some much needed rest. That was until he heard Blaine's car pull into the driveway next door.

:Since his dad was still working Kurt decided to take his chances with going over to Blaine's and trying to have an actual conversation with him.

Kurt got his shoes on, ran down the stairs and out the door, making his way across the lawn to get to Blaine's front door.

He took a deep breath as he knocked on the door three times. I'm going to finally talk to Blaine, Kurt thought, this is the moment. 

Blaine opened the door with a big smile, until he saw who it was, and it faded quickly away.

Yeah, Kurt is not even going to pretend like that didn't hurt.

"What do you want, Kurt?" Blaine questioned. He really could not deal with Kurt right now. Today was not the day to be alone with Kurt. Well any day was not a good day, but today had been especially bad for him and he just wanted to be left in peace.

"I wanted to talk." Kurt's voice sounded so small, maybe Blaine was being a little too harsh with him.

"I'm sorry, I'm just having a bad day. Okay fine, we can talk. Just not for too long." Blaine moved aside to let Kurt in. Once Kurt crossed through the door way Blaine shut it.

"I would offer you something to drink, but all I have is tap water and I know you don't like tap." Blaine laughed, scratching the back of his neck, a nervous gesture he had picked up through the years. Kurt answered with a silent shrug. "Come on, sit." Blaine motioned towards the couch.

They both moved over to the couch, Kurt playing with his hands and Blaine waiting for Kurt to start.

"Kurt, you wanted to talk. I think now would be where you start." Blaine said, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth.

"Right," Kurt said under his breath. "Blaine, you call me beautiful and now, what? You ignore me? I don't understand." Kurt finished there, he didn't want to get in too deep. He already felt his eyes start to burn with tears he knew would come if he kept going.

"Kurt, I have stuff to do, I think you should go." Blaine said, standing up and making his way over to the door to show Kurt out.

"No."

Blaine stopped in his tracks and turned around to stare at Kurt. "What?"

"I said no. I came here to talk to you and ask you something and I intend to get an honest answer from you." Kurt was not backing down; he did not come over to Blaine's just to be pushed right out the door when things started getting real.

"Okay. Ask." Blaine said, taking a seat back on the couch.

"Do you have feelings for me? Tell me the truth." Kurt was looking straight at Blaine, he would not break eye contact. He read somewhere holding eye contact was a way to get someone to tell the truth. He really hoped it was right.

"I'm sorry Kurt. I don't, I was trying to make you feel better by saying that." Blaine answered, after a long pause.

"You're lying. I know you are. Blaine, please, I know you feel something. You called me beautiful. Everything was so intense between us. I cannot be the only one that felt that. You felt it too, I know you did."

"Kurt, please." Blaine said it so low, he wasn't sure Kurt heard.

Blaine looked so broken and lost in that second. Kurt hated it and he vowed to never let Blaine feel that way again.

Kurt started moving before his mind even caught up to what he was doing. He moved his hand up to Blaine's cheek. Blaine's eyes snapped to his lips. He wanted this just as much as Kurt did.

Kurt started inching closer and closer, their faces only inches part. Kurt took one last look down to Blaine's now parted lips, before finally moving all the way in and pressing his dry lips to Blaine's full ones.

Blaine made a sudden whining noise in the back of his throat. Kurt took that as an invitation to push in more. Their lips started moving together in a slow movement. Kurt's hands made their way to the back of Blaine's hair, gripping it tightly between his fingers. His and Blaine's mouths moving together felt so right. They fit so perfect together, like a puzzle piece and in that instant he knew he would forever belong with Blaine. Just as he started pushing his tongue towards Blaine's mouth he felt Blaine pulling away.

"No, I can't do this." Blaine pushed himself away from Kurt. How could he let that happen? This is wrong so, so wrong. Kurt is a child, he should not love the way Kurt's mouth had tasted. He should not have let this get that far. He felt sick to his stomach that he had taken advantage of Kurt.

Blaine got off the couch, and ran over to the door. "Go home Kurt, you can't be here anymore. We can't do this, don't you see? This is not happening, we have nothing. Just go." He felt like he couldn't breathe, like an elephant was standing on his chest.

Kurt got off the couch, going over to Blaine. He gripped onto Blaine's shirt. "Please Blaine. Don't do this, please." Kurt started moving in for another kiss, but Blaine stopped him, holding him back.

"Go home, Kurt. Just forget this ever happened. Please." Blaine's eyes were pleading with Kurt's.

"I can't. No, I won't do that." Kurt started to feel the tears running down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Kurt. It was a mistake that will never happen again. Go home." Kurt didn't miss the way Blaine's voice cracked when he had said it was a mistake.

Kurt ran from Blaine's house and back to his. When he was finally safe in his room he let all his tears out.

After Kurt left, Blaine collapsed on the floor and also let his tears free.